Tolerance

What is tolerance? Tolerance is a kind of mind, a kind of wisdom, and a kind of courage to face life optimistically. It can drive away the pain and tears in life and spread the joy and smile of the soul. If you ask me why I have so many emotions about tolerance, it starts with that incident.

"Ouch! Why are you stepping on me?" Li Hongmin shouted. This period was a physical education class, and we were playing sandbag throwing. Unexpectedly, during the fierce competition, a sandbag thrown by Ye Qian almost hit my face. In my hurry, I accidentally stepped on Li Hongmin's foot and escaped. Sandbags. I hurriedly apologized, but she became furious and roared: "These are my new shoes. You can pay for it, you can pay for it!" When I heard this, my face turned red with anger, and I thought to myself: "Why do you want me to pay for it?" "Sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm still feeling aggrieved!" I ignored her and continued playing confidently. Woo..."Change the group" I saw the physical education teacher blowing the whistle and shouting loudly. "Oh, the team has changed! We can play basketball!" We cheered. I was playing basketball, and suddenly, a classmate shouted: "Zhao Yan, catch the ball!" It was too late, but then, the ball hit my pants without any bias, leaving traces on my light blue pants. There was a black mark as big as a sesame seed cake. I looked up and saw that it was the classmate I had stepped on just now. I immediately understood, oh, this was her intention to take revenge on me. If it had been in the past, I would have responded to her a long time ago, but this time, although I was very angry, I unexpectedly calmed down. The first thing that came to my mind was that my mother once taught me: I must learn to change my position when encountering problems and dealing with people. Thinking, (be strict with yourself and be lenient to others). I suppressed my inner anger, said nothing, and continued to play ball...

get out of class was over, and I was sweating profusely from playing. My mouth was dry and I wanted to step into the classroom and have a drink. Take some water and rest for a while. I walked into the corridor and suddenly found a classmate looking for something anxiously. I walked over and saw that it was the classmate who hit my pants with the ball. I turned around and wanted to leave, but then I thought: Why bother! They were all classmates, so he took the initiative to help her find her. When I enthusiastically reached out to help, I was greeted by the grateful smile of the classmate, and my heart was filled with warmth and happiness.

Tolerance is forgetfulness, which can bring happiness to people; tolerance is unrestrained, which can resolve conflicts between classmates; tolerance is giving, which can build a bridge of friendship. Tolerating others is actually tolerating ourselves. Being more tolerant of others actually gives us a little more space in our lives. A life with friends will provide love and support, and there will be no loneliness and loneliness; a life with friends will have less wind and rain, and more warmth and sunshine. In fact, tolerance is always a sunny day. This incident made me deeply feel the connotation of tolerance.

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I am a "little bookworm"

(Books are the ladder of human progress, and books are the nutrition of the world). I think these metaphors are more appropriate. Yes, entering the world of books and listening to their words can really make us smarter. Reading a good book is like talking to many people of high moral character. Reading is really fun!

The first books I read were fairy tales. I read them with gusto at first, but as I grew older, fairy tales could no longer satisfy me. Later, the variety of books in the neighborhood bookstore attracted me like a magnet. I ran there as soon as I had free time, and I was mesmerized by the sight. "One Hundred Thousand Whys" opened my eyes, "Childhood" made me cry, and "Complete Composition" broadened my ideas for writing compositions... By the third grade, composition came to me. Every time I write, I think about the good words and sentences in those books and use them skillfully in my compositions. After one exam, because I was different, the teacher even read my essay as a model essay.

I remember one time, my mother took me to a bookstore to buy a composition reference book. I was like a fish in water, and I dived into the sea of ??books ecstatically. I picked this book and then that one. After a while, the cart filled with books was filled to the brim, and I came back loaded with "trophies."

When I got home, I couldn't wait to run to the sofa, sit on it and read the book with all my concentration. I was reading eagerly, and my mother's "It's time to eat" interrupted my wandering in the sea of ??books. "Now, wait a minute!" I said to my mother, and read for a long time, because the content in the book was so attractive to me that I really couldn't bear to put it down. My mother came over and saw that I was still reading. "How long is a moment?" "Ten minutes, just ten minutes." "Okay, don't forget, it's only ten minutes!" "Yeah, yeah, I got it. !" After looking at it, my mother opened the door angrily and yelled: "Look, didn't you say ten minutes? The food is already cold." I closed the book and reluctantly put it back on the bookshelf. It was like I had eaten a spiritual feast. When I sat down at the dinner table, I didn't feel hungry at all. I wolfed down the rice and even forgot about my favorite beef stew, so I picked up the book and started reading again.

Today, books have become my best friends, and reading is my greatest pleasure. It helped me open the door to wisdom and accompanied me on the long road of seeking knowledge; it allowed me to purify my soul and gave me a goal to strive for.

Books, there will never be a rest between me and them, they will accompany me every day.

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< p>("Teachers are parents"). Speaking of teachers, the image of being aloof and unsmiling on the podium always makes students feel a sense of fear. But the teacher I want to talk about today, Teacher Ou, does not have the "tall" image above at all, and even goes the opposite way.

As the supreme commander of the class, Teacher Ou should be domineering and not angry. But he was always like brothers with our classmates, joking and having fun, he was like a king of children, he was funny and approachable at the same time. Every morning, as soon as we step into the campus, we can always see a figure that "stands out from the crowd" rushing left and right in the pursuit of male students in the class, sometimes laughing, sometimes shouting, which attracts attention. I won't say who he is, but you all know that it is Teacher Ou, who is popular among the male classmates in our class, playing football. At this time, the female students in our class can't help but become the audience, cheering for this rare campus scene. As for our teacher Ou, he would get even more carried away, waving and cheering to us from time to time, like a football star on the field. This was nothing at first, but later he took it a step further and asked us girls to run five laps every morning. He even claimed that the body is the capital of revolution and health is the greatest wealth in life. This move naturally made us, the weak "eldest ladies" in our families, suffer a lot. Under the wave of protests, our teacher Ou finally had to promise that he would take the lead and run five extra laps. Seeing our class teacher rushing forward, looking miserable, a kind of self-sufficient joy made this "running" incident come to an end. Strangely enough, from then on, I, the class cadre responsible for registering sick leave, became a vacant position.

Teacher Ou has another "strange" thing. Every day at noon, he is always very busy in the classroom. Don't think that he is giving us extra lessons. He has never been that diligent. He set up the arena in the classroom, playing chess, Go, military chess... He often said: Life is like chess. We should always have an enterprising heart, think hard, and not be happy with things or sad with ourselves. The most disgusting thing is that he also boasts that he is the invincible fighter in the class. As soon as these words came out, they aroused great public outrage. The whole class shared the same hatred and joined the battle. Suddenly, there was a craze for playing chess in the class. Even our female classmates were not to be outdone and were proud of defeating the teacher. As the days go by, Teacher Ou loses more and more often, and our sense of success increases day by day. Every time we hear the teacher's formidable emotion, we don't know how happy we are. Oddly enough, as soon as Teacher Ou's stage was set up, the male classmates who usually liked to chase became quiet. Even the usually disruptive king of discipline became determined to show off his skills on the chessboard and stop making trouble. We quiet little kids Girls are also happy to compete with their male classmates.

What’s even weirder is the homework assigned by Teacher Ou. Students in other classes always have to copy, write, read, and memorize their homework. Our teacher Ou’s homework is always so creative. He will ask you to freely combine and write a handwritten newspaper every week, and prepare for a debate competition or story meeting every week; he will also ask you to collect typos outside the campus, and go to The community conducts a survey and research on environmental pollution; he even asks you to write a selection of your own works... Oh my God, in his eyes we are all painters, lawyers, environmentalists... and even great writers. But strangely, the students are always happy with these assignments, and even those who are "unpaid" in their usual assignments often appear on the honor list of outstanding performers.

There are still many "strange" things that happen to Teacher Ou. However, as time went by, we got used to it, but one thing is certain; we are the most fond of such "weird" teachers. I really hope that next semester, Teacher Ou will still be our class teacher!

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Late at night, I still sit alone in front of the window, looking thoughtfully at the late night sky. This scenery often arouses my imagination.

Now, I am not interested at all. What comes to mind is Teacher Shi's slightly smiling face. I picked up the pen, the tip of the pen jumped on the paper, and I was delighted to be inspired and wrote today's composition - "Praise My Teacher".

Teacher Shi’s eyes are worthy of praise. These bright eyes seem to be able to speak. If you don’t believe it, look!

With the brief and rapid ringing of the class bell, Teacher Shi walked into the classroom. As soon as she took two steps, she stopped. Her eyes seemed to be staring at something on the ground, and her brows furrowed. I stretched my neck curiously and looked at it. Oh, isn't that chalk that has been trampled by someone? Oops, today is my student duty day, and I didn’t notice this eye-catching white spot. I couldn’t help but lower my head, waiting for the teacher’s criticism. I saw the teacher walking towards the corner where the rotation list of students on duty was written, and his eyes suddenly fell on me. As if I was electrocuted, I lowered my head lower and felt a burning sensation on my face. To my surprise, Teacher Shi did not reprimand him severely. He just glanced at the whole class with eyes that were so deep that it was incomprehensible, as if he wanted to find something on the faces of his classmates. The classroom was eerily quiet. This silence lasted for a full minute.

"(Silence is better than sound at this time)" Teacher Shi's deep gaze made me realize the rich connotation of the word "teacher".

The teacher's silence sounded the alarm for me: do your job well.

She can talk eloquently about ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, from astronomy to geography; from Confucius, to Lu Xun, to Lenin’s Marxism, and even today’s popular music, Teacher Shi can talk eloquently. Clear and logical. It's really admirable for her unique eloquence. Not only is she eloquent in class, she is even more eloquent after class. Sometimes, I really feel like she is more like our big friend.

Teacher Shi’s unusual teaching methods are worthy of praise.

Since she took over our class, our composition scores are like sesame seeds blooming - getting higher and higher. But if you say that the teacher assigns a lot of homework, that’s not true. The teacher never asked us to memorize new words, vocabulary and basic knowledge. Her slogan was: "Pursue quality, not word quantity." Of course we shouted; "Long live understanding."

In Shi Under the leadership of the teacher, our class's Chinese score climbed from last to first in the year. This is really thanks to Teacher Shi. I remember a song that goes like this: "When I grow up, I become you, and then I realize that what the chalk draws is a rainbow, and what is sprinkled is sweat droplets..."

Singing in the night sky Sometimes high and sometimes low. The night got deeper, and a gust of cold wind pulled me back from my thoughts. Some people say that teachers are like gardeners, diligently nurturing the flowers of the future of the motherland. But I think the teacher is more like the spring rain in Du Pu's poem "Spring Night Joyful Rain" that only seeks to give without seeking gain, fame and fortune - "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently"

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"Little one" is actually not Xiao

In my heart, there are many people worth learning from. Among them, the most worthy of learning is my little friend - "Little One" Li Xin.

Li Xin has a pair of big bright eyes, with two thick curved eyebrows hanging above her eyes. Her only fault is that she talks endlessly when she talks. In terms of age, she is one year younger than me; in terms of height, she is half a head shorter than me. Li Xin is my neighbor and my classmate in preschool. Whenever school is over, we walk together. The big schoolbag makes her breathless. I often help her carry the schoolbag. But when it comes to... I'm not as good as her.

It was one day during the summer vacation, and I wanted to ask Li Xin to go swimming. So, I called Li Xin's home phone number. "Hey, is it Li Xin?" "It's Zhao Yan! Zhao Yan, I have two pieces of good news that I want to tell you first. The first one is that during the holiday, my erhu passed level 4. In addition, Tomorrow..."

"Okay!" I knew that she would talk more and more and wouldn't let me put down the phone for an hour. So, I quickly said: "Can you go swimming with me tomorrow? Haven't you always wanted to compete with me in swimming?"

After hearing this, Li Xin faltered. "Tomorrow... I... I want..." When I heard this, I became angry, "Look at how enthusiastic you were just now, but you became speechless when it came to serious matters. Besides, haven't you always wanted to compete with me? Now I If you're free, forget it!" Then he hung up the phone with a bang. Unexpectedly, five minutes later, Li Xin took the initiative to call me: "Zhao Yan, don't be angry, I will definitely come tomorrow."

I slowly put down the phone. Somehow, I I feel sour in my heart, does this count as bullying the "little one"? So the next day, I took the initiative to apologize to Li Xin. Unexpectedly, instead of being angry, she was very considerate of me: "Hey, it's okay, (you have to be merciful and please be merciful). Who doesn't have a bad temper? In fact, I have nothing to worry about, I just made an appointment to wish my grandma a birthday . However, I have already thought about it. I’ll rush over after swimming. Isn’t it the best of both worlds? “I’ll be able to kowtow to my grandma twice more!” "After saying that, he made a face at me.

Looking at the "little one" in front of me, I thought to myself, we usually study and play together, and I always regard her as a "little one". Now, I feel like a "little kid". I can't help but feel an indescribable apology and respect for her from the bottom of my heart. Li Xin's considerate and tolerant mind is really worth learning from me!

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My mother’s teachings gave me strength

As I grew up, my mother taught me from the bottom of my heart countless times and set an example everywhere. In a subtle way, It taught me many principles of life and gave me the strength to move forward. There is one thing that I will never forget.

On the thirteenth day of this semester, it was my turn to fill in the class. When I got this diary, the first thing that caught my eye was the tattered cover and the curled pages. Within a week, I filled in the contents of the diary and it was due to be uploaded next Monday. I gave it to another classmate.

On Sunday night, when I was packing my schoolbag, my mother saw this diary and said humorously: "The cover of this diary in your class is wrinkled like an old lady's face. The corners of the pages are curled like wool. If they are passed down like this, they will become mushy by the end. Just fix it up.

"No need," I said hurriedly, "I have already filled it out for twelve weeks and others are turning a blind eye. Why should I meddle in my own business?" "After listening to my words, my mother first looked at me with a somewhat surprised look, and then said to me seriously: "Don't think about the problem like this. Everyone is responsible for the class's affairs, why shouldn't you take care of it? Don't look at others, learn to start from small things, cultivate your own dedication and team spirit," I was speechless.

My mother saw that I was still sitting there hesitantly, so she said I started by myself. I found white paper, cut it into strips, and glued it to the back of the journal. Seeing this, I worked silently with my mother. The wrinkled cover stretched out in my hands and became as flat as ever. . Then, my mother and I straightened the corners of each page of the diary, and my mother even rolled the rolled corners in the opposite direction. My mother smiled and said, "This is overkill." "Soon, the diary like a flower scroll lay comfortably on the table. Looking at the class teaching diary with a new look, my mother and I smiled with satisfaction. At this time, the hour hand of the clock was already pointing to the evening Eleven o'clock.

The next day, I handed the edited diary to the teacher and passed it to the next classmate. So far, perhaps no one has noticed the change in the appearance of the diary and the story behind it. A short story. But it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

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Learn to wash dishes

One day after dinner, I was leisurely leaning on the sofa and watching TV. Suddenly, there was the sound of running water in the kitchen. The sound of clinking dishes came directly to my ears. It was probably my mother washing dishes.

I was chasing the sweet sound of an electronic piano ensemble. I ran into the kitchen. I thought to myself, washing dishes shouldn’t be difficult! Besides, my mother is busy every day, so it’s time for me to do what I can to help her. Mom, let me try it! "I've really grown up and become more sensible, so okay!" "My mother smiled happily and said happily, "You watch from the side first, and you will wash it later. "I looked at my mother attentively. She leaned slightly forward, raised her hands together, and washed the dishes easily. Her movements were so coordinated and skillful.

I stood beside me, eager to try, and couldn't wait to do it. Said: "I know it, I know it, it turns out that washing dishes is so simple!" "Mom, please take a rest and watch me." "I rolled up my sleeves in a decent manner and imitated what my mother did: first pour a few drops of dishwashing liquid on the dish towel, then hold the bowl tightly with my left hand, and hold the dish towel with my right hand. I started washing the dishes stiffly. Huh? Why did the bowl look like a naughty kitten in my hand? They were not obedient at all and kept sliding down. I couldn't catch it. With a sound, the bowl fell to the ground and exploded. Looking at the shattered bowl, I was nervous and scared. I stood in a daze without saying a word.

My mother hurried to me, looking nervous. He took my hand, looked at me worriedly, blew it gently, and asked distressedly if it was scratched. Then he stroked my head lovingly and said sincerely: "My child, don't be impatient about anything." , it seems like a simple thing, but it is not so easy to do it well. Don't be discouraged, (where there is a will, there is a way)! "My mother's encouragement made me confident. I regained my original self and started washing dishes with great interest.

I picked up the dish towel, carefully picked up a bowl, and went back and forth. , wiped it inside and out, and then slowly put it into the basin to rinse. At this time, the "naughty little kitten" in my hand turned into a "well-behaved little rabbit" and let me wash it obediently. The oil stains also "slipped" away from the bowl. The fire of confidence in my heart grew stronger and stronger, and my mother also praised me. I worked hard and washed all the dishes in the sink according to the previous steps. Then I put the bowl and chopsticks under the faucet, turned on the faucet, and started showering them one by one. The water flowed steadily, as if singing a beautiful song accompanied by vivid music. ", the bowls danced a cheerful "shower dance" one by one in my hands, and the chopsticks and spoons were like dancing batons. I touched it with my hand again, hey! They were all shiny and clean! Then I neatly arranged the bowls and chopsticks Placed side by side in the water basin, they fell asleep quietly, recuperating for the new job.

I was happy to look at the dishes and chopsticks sleeping peacefully in the water basin. He had to jump up and down, shouting: "I learned how to wash dishes!" "You did a great job today!" "My mother gave me a thumbs up.

Listening to my mother's praise, I felt so happy that I couldn't open my mouth from ear to ear with joy. I quickly said: "Thank you, mother! From today on, I will help you with more work!"

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