Junior high school essay 1 with the theme of struggle
Life is like crossing the sea. Everyone strives for their own ideals, and eventually reaches the other side of success.
Unknowingly, I changed from a yellow-haired boy to a vibrant young man. From driving to school every day to riding a shared bicycle on the road, from changing book wrapping paper every semester to sharing book covers that can be recycled... What a group of people are fighting to change our times!
I remember one time when I came home from school, a group of brothers and sisters were moving bicycles from a truck. The yellow "elves" seemed to be very curious about this beautiful world! They lined up neatly at the gate of the community and looked at each other. What are all these little yellow cars used for? I walked up and asked, "Brothers and sisters, why are these little yellow bikes placed at the gate of the community?" A sister smiled and said, "Little sister, we have bicycles for free at this time. If you want to ride them, , you can scan the QR code on the car and ride away!” I thought to myself: Do I have to put it back after arriving at the destination? What a hassle! My sister seemed to have read through my mind and said, "After you finish riding, just leave it on the roadside, and we will be responsible for finding the car!" These brothers and sisters did not hesitate to sacrifice their time for our convenience. I sincerely applaud you!
After I got home, I still couldn’t forget this incident. I turned on the TV and tried to find any trace of ***’s bicycle. As I expected, the news anchor on the TV was smiling and sitting upright in front of the broadcasting desk. The scene turned to Tibet. A young man who graduated from high school used his summer vacation to come to a mountain village with backward technology. He placed his bicycle at the intersection and beside the small road in the mountain village. Of course, this will take him a long time, but it is his little wish to let people ride the little yellow cars and make transportation more convenient, and he is working hard for it. Then, the camera turned to an old woman with gray hair and a few missing teeth. Facing the camera, with tears still shining in the corners of her eyes, she waggled her fingers up and down and said, "Thanks to this young man, I, an old woman, can see the development of Tibet!" People ride bicycles to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tibet. The air will not be polluted by riding a motorcycle. Children in mountain villages don’t have to get up early and walk to school late at night. They can ride free bicycles to lighten the burden on their shoulders...
It is precisely because of such a group of people, a group of ordinary and extraordinary people, that let Our times are colorful. Let the rhythm of the city slow down and take a look at the beautiful scenery of the city. Let the rhythm of the countryside speed up and catch up with the pace of the times!
Friends, let us fight together with this group of people, go out in a small yellow car, make the sky of the motherland bluer, make the water of the motherland greener, and let every corner exude charming beauty. The smell of struggle! Junior high school composition 2 with the theme of struggle
The bright sunshine illuminates my ideals. Oh, life without ideals is dark and stiff. I often stand in place quietly waiting for the arrival of ideals, and come here to illuminate my inner voice. Let me reach out my hands to touch his fiery red clouds without hesitation. bring it on! ideal. I'm here!
Set sail for your ideals and set sail for yourself. "At this starting point, we must be prepared to launch a new struggle and move forward into the future!"
There is a famous saying that goes well, "If you want to spread your message into the hearts of others, you must first get the sunshine in your own heart." "As long as you are happy and satisfied, everything you do will feel particularly interesting and happy." Everyone has their own ideal. Some people’s ideal is to be an angel in white who saves lives. Some people’s ideal is to be a lawyer who protects the people. Some people’s ideal is to be a famous fashion designer. , some people’s ideal is to be a writer with flying colors. My ideal is very simple, that is, to be a traveler around the world. As a traveler, you can take your family to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, all over the country, and play all over the world. I imagined that it was a sunny morning. I wore travel clothes, travel shoes, and carried a big travel bag. I breathed the freshest air in the morning and went for a morning run on the street. How refreshing it was - without any There are no worries, no burdens, and no pressure.
In the afternoon, I can wander to another place, walking, watching, sightseeing, and taking photos. What a happy thing it is. Every step I take will leave a deep footprint, telling the world and nature that I have been here and stayed here.
As a traveler, you can see different people, different things, different things, eat delicious food in the world, and enjoy all kinds of benefits. Walk into this prosperous city and listen to what people in this city are saying and laughing together; listen to the sounds of this city, how prosperous and lively it is, and compare it with other cities. During this ideal journey, you can also get to know many friends, all of whom come from different regions, provinces, cities, or even bigger, from different countries.
Although it is not easy to realize your ideal, I believe that as long as you have a persevering heart, I believe that all problems can be easily solved.
Let us write our own ideals together and cheer for it! The great ideal of being a traveler is my motivation to keep moving forward and my goal to strive for. As long as I work unremittingly, I will always realize this ideal!
Ideal, come quickly, I will catch you firmly and prevent you from running away. This time I will be selfish and let you belong to me alone. A junior high school essay with the theme of struggle. 3
On the road of growth, we need to continue to struggle. Only in this way can we realize the transformation from pupa to butterfly again and again, and our growth is outstanding due to struggle.
The caterpillar pupates into a butterfly, which is amazing. However, the cost is unimaginable. How many young butterflies find it difficult to realize their dream of pupating into a butterfly due to exhaustion before they emerge from the pupa. But only through the test and struggle of life and death can we break out of the cocoon and become a beautiful butterfly. Human growth is the same.
Jack Ma, the founder of Alibaba.com, has been a humble child since he was a child. But through his own hard work and struggle, and his amazing eloquence and language talent, he started from scratch. Become known to everyone as the richest man in Asia. His life was outstanding because of his struggle.
We also need to struggle in our lives. Struggle is not a slogan, but starts from every tiny detail in our lives. Just like the efforts you put in every competition, and every time you bravely start to try something new. Every struggle promotes our growth. But in the struggle, we will also encounter ups and downs and setbacks, so we must have firm faith and let difficulties and setbacks become our stepping stones to success. Only through struggle can you live a life without regrets or regrets.
This reminds me of something that happened to me. I used to love swimming. At a provincial competition in another place, unfortunately, I was assigned to a strong group. With my strength, I am probably the last among them. As expected, even though I swam very hard from the beginning of the game, I still watched everyone pass me. I was like an ugly duckling in the crowd, inevitably falling into last place. All the efforts made seemed so feeble at this moment. For a moment, I wanted to give up. Even if I still work hard, I can't get any halo or reputation. However, there was still a voice in my mind saying no. So, I still work hard. Until, at the last minute, it turned out that the first places in other groups were worse than mine. Just imagine, if I give up, I won't be able to enter the top eight, and I won't be able to stand on the final track...
There is no smooth road to success in life. Your own path must always rely on your own feet. If you fall, get up and keep walking. Human life is like this, full of ruggedness and thorns. But as long as you have a persistent and strong heart, even after going through hardships, you will still wait until the clouds clear and the sun rises. This is a complete life.
As long as you have the courage to struggle, bravely strive, and have the courage to fight, I believe that one day, you will become the dazzling one among the stars. Junior high school composition on the theme of struggle 4
A little boy bent down to use as a ladder, and a little girl stood on his back and tried hard to reach out...
The same young boy Children should also have a happy childhood. However, sometimes fate is often so unfair. Some children are enjoying the pampering of being "little emperors" and "little princesses", while others are braving the scorching sun and picking up the waste products full of desires from every corner...
Those Waste bottles are insignificant to us; but they are indeed their hope for survival. After all, are living conditions good or bad?
Thinking carefully, we living in these cities, where can we feel the hardship, and where can we know that it is not easy to make money. I always blindly squander my parents' hard-earned money, but I take it for granted. Faced with no worries about food and clothing, I still stare at the computer screen all day long, manipulating the steps of understanding: click, open, log in... I wasted so much golden time with those false spaces.
We enjoy what our parents give us, but we forget about their sincere words.
"Read more books and study hard." I have heard these words so much that I can remember them with my toes. But when do we take these words to heart? Our parents are busy working every day and also worry about our studies. Their hearts are tired...
We have no reason not to fight. We must grasp our youth and fight hard.
Children in those mountain villages may not even have the opportunity to go to school, but they still live tenaciously. The unfair fate allows them to enter society earlier and make them more mature. We may be upset because we don’t have our favorite recipes while preparing lunch; we may be upset because we didn’t buy a favorite gift; or we may lose our temper because we haven’t played with the computer for too long. But what about them? When did they complain about the difficulties of life? On the contrary, they grew stronger. They firmly believe that their efforts bit by bit will eventually lead to the future they want.
Should we change ourselves?
Youth is like a piece of cloth made of time. The quality of the cloth depends on your accumulated hard work over time.
People who are harder than us can work hard, but shouldn't we work harder?
Perhaps in the past, you were a young man who did not make progress; perhaps in the past, you were a young lady who only followed trends. Remember, the past does not predict the future. You can't rely on your parents for a lifetime. There will always be times when you need to be independent. Go up, young man, put aside things that have nothing to do with progress, and work hard.
The horn of struggle is blowing to you, have you heard it? Junior high school composition with the theme of struggle Part 5
I don’t care whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about the ups and downs. I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the target is the horizon, all I can see is my back. ——Inscription: Recalling the past two years, the light days were spent repeating classes every day, like a piece of smooth silk that could not be grasped no matter what. In contrast, life in the third grade of junior high school was full and compact, and I finally landed.
"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the River State..."
"Hey, did you watch yesterday's Grammy?" The huge head of the tablemate was so close He came over, "I think..."
"Shh, the teacher is here!" The deskmate straightened his body, "Guan Guan Jujiu, in River State..." This girl adjusted It was really fast, and he came over after a while: "What do you think?"
"I - feel - should - not - should - now - Say - this - these!"
Looking at her disgusted look, I smiled complacently...
As night fell, the lights bleached the walls, and the brisk pen Dancing on the page, the thin pen tip strikes "happy" notes one after another. I hold a ruler in my left hand and a pen in my right hand. My mouth is full of Confucius and Laozi, my eyes are full of ABCD and grammar, and my heart is full of sulfuric acid and iron. I have made countless drafts to prove the innocence of Miss X and Mr. Y, but I can't stop halfway. A vertical M, my thoughts had to move in a straight line at a constant speed for a few minutes before falling into a short-circuit state and unable to extricate myself... My parents always analyzed and nagged me after I finished the exam: "Both of your sisters have entered Double Ten, you It’s not a shame if I can’t get into the exam.” When my whole family gets together, my sister always asks me about my grades and then cheers me up: “Come on, I’ll wait for you.”
There’s nothing wrong with me. This aspect of sports gives parents and teachers a headache. Since I started practicing physical education in the third grade of junior high school, I have widened the gap with my classmates. Whenever I see my classmates passing me one by one, I wonder: How come they can still run when I am so tired? During the winter vacation of the third grade of junior high school, I finally made up my mind to practice physical education well. My father also "spared no expense" to buy a skipping rope and a treadmill. So in addition to dealing with homework, my task was to "run every day". I could run at home every day. It is no longer unusual to pretend to be a star. Huangtian paid off, and I finished seventh in the physical education test. This ranking was not very good, but it has been greatly improved for me.
I know that my classmates are laughing and joking on the surface, but they are secretly working hard where others cannot see. Although life in the third grade of junior high school is bitter, it is the most fulfilling and happiest for me.
Cicadas, three years of darkness are replaced by one summer of singing, and I know that if I am tired of working hard today, I will be able to break out of the cocoon tomorrow. Junior high school composition with the theme of struggle Chapter 6
There are always people who make a statement and receive countless flowers and applause. There are also people who hold umbrellas alone and walk through periods of cold rain just for the bright moon in their hearts. Or the flowers that bloom in loneliness are brighter and more beautiful.
The ninety-three-year-old scientist has been anonymous for decades. It is a really lonely time. There are no letters from family to express warmth, no children and grandchildren around the knees, and no flowers and applause from everyone - it is really nameless, and it is also So lonely. However, those silent years paid off. China's nuclear submarine came out and its career was a great success. I wonder how many lines of bitter tears will come out of such a success? This flower that blooms in loneliness is indeed praised by the world and admired for thousands of years.
To state that things are still outside the body, as early as Zhuangzhou's discussion of Xiaoyao, there was "a distinction between inside and outside, and a distinction between honor and disgrace." It was intended to praise Song Rongzi for not persuading him for his world-renowned reputation, and for not criticizing him for his criticism. Depressed. Yes, there is a distinction between things and ourselves, and honor and disgrace are all matters outside the body. All men desire fame and fame, but if you look back and look around, you will see that the "gong" is already there, and the "fame" is just a floating cloud in the world. Van Gogh, the master of oil painting, was famous for his paintings that were appreciated by the public only after his death. Or lament that you were unknown during your lifetime, but so what? He has painted my heart with his own hands, has touched the moon in my heart, and his "gong" has been achieved, explaining that it is still something outside the body.
Chasing the career in your heart is nothing more than clouds and smoke in the world. No matter whether you are prominent or not, you still fish by the stream and make wine from the spring. Although flowers and applause are pleasing to the people, isn’t it even more wonderful to see the Chan-juan in the heart? ——What is silent is the years, what blooms is the flower of success. Before the Nobel Prize competition ended, Tu Youyou was unknown to the public. But it is these silent years that brew the sweetest wine. Thousands of times, artemisinin has finally been extracted. This flower that blooms in loneliness is indeed more beautiful and more beautiful. It is not for the sake of declaration, nor for the sake of being with me, but just for the sake of looking back and seeing the bright moon shining brightly. , the stars are shining all the way.
Those lonely years make the flowers bloom more beautifully. Those who open up silently in loneliness may be more pure, undisturbed by worldly matters, build exquisite high pavilions, and see the bright and dark, thousands of miles apart.
At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country was weak and the people were poor, which aroused the fighting spirit of thousands of students, either returning from studying abroad or determined to contribute to the motherland. Deng Jiaxian was one of them. From then on, he walked into the desert and settled in those lonely years. His family didn't know where he was going or when he would return. In this way, he had no letters from home, only the rolling yellow sand of the desert and the blue smoke of the lonely sun. After decades of precipitation, flowers finally bloomed in the yellow sand, and the flowers were so delicate and beautiful that they were enough to become a glorious chapter in the history - the flowers that bloomed in loneliness were purer and more beautiful.
There are always people who spread their opinions far and wide, and receive countless praises and followers. There are always people crawling on the mountain road, kowtowing every step of the way, just to embrace the sun one day earlier. One day, the bright moon will shine high, the breeze will wrap around your wrist, and flowers will bloom in that loneliness, pure and elegant. Junior high school composition with the theme of struggle 7
School is about to start, and many students are reluctant to leave their summer vacation life. They joke among themselves, "Hey, the painful days are coming." Those who do good things will take over. The previous sentence: "Hey, find a rich second generation, and everything will disappear." The world laughed at him and returned to his seat to recite the words.
This can’t help but remind me of some decadent phenomena in society. For example, when you are eating, the person sitting next to you knows you, or you are already famous, but unfortunately that person is a villain. , he wants to blackmail you, so he calls out and says some unpleasant things. It makes you sick. You can imagine that the villain wants you to take care of his delicious meal. The reason is because who let you meet him. Very helpless. I am thick-skinned, if it were me, I would solve it like this: a villain is a villain, I am me, and I will not waste money for a group of villains. But I'm a student, and I worry about those who can't stand the blackmail.
I asked adults for help, and they said: "Society is a big dye vat, everyone is in it, you have to learn to be patient."
I don't want to be patient, what a disaster it is. It's like a knife that cuts into my chest but can't be pulled out. After it heals, the scar left behind will still hurt when I touch it. How I want to become an angel, hold a fairy wand and fulfill people's wishes. .
When I see someone looking for the second generation of rich people and pursuing a better life, I take this fairy stick and wave it at him. I will help you. How convenient it is. This person doesn’t have to look for him. You don’t have to drag people looking for it, which saves you a lot of tears, sweat, and some poignant looks.
When I see someone looking for a job like a lunatic, they are crazy. What CCTV hosts, white-collar workers, diplomats, etc. It's great if I help you. This saves many people from racking their brains and distorting their personalities.
When I told my mother my idea with a smile, she smiled and said: "It's a pity that you are not." Suddenly, I woke up, yes, I'm not, I'm just an ordinary student who comes to school to pursue my dreams and fulfill my ambitions. I don't have a fairy stick, only a hard pen. I am concerned about some decadent and bad habits in society. There is nothing I can do, all I choose now is patience.
However, I also hope that those who have fallen into bad habits can change their minds. Going back to the era of struggle is hard, but it improves oneself. Don't say you can't do it, lower your head and look at your hands, think about it, they are forged with hard work, please don't sink them with laziness and decadence.
I often look in the mirror, not only because I like it, but also to inspire me. I will say: "Lu Yu, you are awesome, you can do it." Because I decided to choose hard work, for my mother and myself, I hope that all people can make the same choice as me, and we can create brilliance for the world together. If you don’t, then I also congratulate you, and I hope you have enough Use your destiny to realize your ideals, but remember that "the law cannot be violated". Junior high school composition with the theme of struggle 8
With a wave of time, the sea turned into a desert, and the fishing boats that once sang late left only a few traces of the river; yesterday's cattle and sheep were covered with grass, and now they are thousands of miles away. Yellow sand; the endless struggle back then, the peaceful enjoyment now... Although we are not really enjoying ourselves now, if we compare it with then, it is not so difficult now. Time flies, and now I can only recall the journey of youth where I left sweat and tears.
The long and eternal night is silent; the young man with a weak crown writes hard and writes quickly; the cold and the summer come, and enjoys the hardship; the vast journey, day and night; the young man with a weak crown, fights in July; full of expectations, competing for dominance in the examination room... …In this way, my image of hard work and hard work was left behind on my journey of youth.
At that time, I was just an ignorant young man. I regarded the first "big test" in my life, the small test, as the most difficult and heavy task in the world. In order to complete this task and realize my ideal of passing the exam, I have experienced the most "difficult" period in my life so far regarding my dream in middle school. Now that I think about it, how difficult is it? But at that time, I spent countless days and nights studying hard for the quiz. I couldn’t even remember how much I sweated in that hot summer in July. Maybe in the eyes of others, it was really insignificant, but Only I understand that this road was opened step by step with my own sweat, my own flesh and blood, and my own footprints. It was forged by me after several months of hard work. It sounds like it is as difficult as taking the college entrance examination, but it is indeed more difficult for me at the time than the college entrance examination.
But it is precisely because of this difficulty that the happiness after being admitted to the ideal middle school is even happier. Maybe this is "the bitterness comes first, then the sweetness is particularly brilliant."
Have you ever wondered why dead shrimps don’t taste so good when cooked in a pot? Because the living shrimps were thrown into the boiling oil pot, it hurt. The whole body shrank, twisted, stretched, curled up, and died in a ball. The flesh was tight and elastic. On the contrary, when the dead shrimp was thrown into the pot, it lay unconscious and unresponsive, and the meat became more and more loose as it burned. Shrimps must be eaten alive and burned, and then they will be so delicious that they can overwhelm all sentient beings. The same principle is true. It is precisely because I worked hard on my youth road that when I look back in the future, I can proudly say: "I have a youth road that I have worked hard for." After I realized my dream at that time, I was extremely happy. hapiness. Stepping into my ideal middle school, with green grass, blue water, white clouds, and red leaves, I looked at this autumn fairy tale in a daze.
I sat down against the trunk of the tree, with the tree time above my head, and memories faintly revealed in the gaps between the leaves. I felt a lot of emotions in my heart: "I have walked a road of struggle in youth." I stood up and patted my trouser legs. Go to unknown places. Junior high school composition with the theme of struggle Chapter 9
Everyone has an ideal. This ideal is the driving force of our life, the direction of survival, and the goal of struggle. Having an ideal requires watering it attentively, just like a flower in bud, so that it blooms early and never withers prematurely. We need to strive towards our ideals.
My ideal is very simple, that is, to be a teacher. When I was in sixth grade, in a vernacular communication class, the teacher asked: "What is your ideal?" The students started discussing it, and the class suddenly became lively. From time to time, students stood up to express their ideals, some were scientists, some were engineers, some were doctors, etc. I sat in my seat, hesitantly wondering which career to choose as my ideal. After many students made their remarks, the class returned to its original quiet state. The teacher said to us: "Actually, it is so happy for you to live in such a beautiful environment and tell your ideals. In comparison, in some poor mountainous areas, there are many children like you who have gained Without knowledge, they cannot go to school. They have their own ideals, but they can only hide them in their hearts and cannot realize them. They want to use knowledge to change everything, but they can only come to nothing-" Hearing this, my heart was stung. It hurts, but I also feel extremely happy. My ideal suddenly sprouted, and I told myself in my heart: I want to be a teacher so that more children can acquire knowledge and realize their ideals.
Every time I saw the teacher holding books and chalk and listened to his vivid lectures, I was deeply attracted and listened attentively with wide-open eager eyes. It was the teacher who took me into the ocean of knowledge, taught me the correct direction in life, and bravely braved the waves to overcome difficulties. When I fell, it was the teacher who stretched out his warm hands to help me up; when I made a mistake, it was the teacher who took me out of the misunderstanding of my thinking; when I succeeded, it was the teacher who taught me to understand the word "humbly" and teach me I deleted the word "proud." Whenever I think of teachers, I always feel that they are so great and make people admire them. They know astronomy and geography, and they are almost like living computers. I just want to be like them, using my own strength to spread knowledge silently and selflessly across the land of China, so that countless children can be helped. On the other side of the mountain, there is still a mountain. I have to work hard and strive towards my ideal. One day, there will be a blue sea on the other side of the mountain.
The ideal is a bud, use sweat to bloom beautiful flowers; the ideal is the other shore, use strength to overcome the wind and waves to reach the other shore of success; the ideal is the key, use wisdom to open the door to life; the ideal is fire, Use enthusiasm to ignite the passion of youth. Let us strive towards our ideals! Work hard to turn today's ideals into tomorrow's reality. Fight! Strive towards your ideal! Make our lives colorful. 10 Junior High School Compositions with the Theme of Struggle
The ideal is a stone, which knocks out a spark; the ideal is a lamp, which illuminates the way for night sailing; the ideal is a fire, which ignites the extinguished lamp; the ideal is a road, Lead you to the dawn... Everyone has his own ideal, to be a teacher who works tirelessly, to be a musician who attracts attention, to be a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded... My ideal is to become a reporter.
Every day when I watch the news broadcast, there are always reporters reporting to everyone about things happening in various countries and every moment. They are always at the forefront, delivering news through the lens, so that people can understand the latest things. , people can travel around the world watching TV and listening to the radio at home. What a convenience this has brought to people! At that time I determined to be a journalist.
Journalists are great but ordinary. Being a reporter is not an easy job. To be a reporter, you must not be afraid of hardship and tiredness, because you must first keep up with the pace of news and must travel far and wide to contact various places. How could we understand the situation in the disaster area if reporters were not on the front lines of reporting on the 5.12 Wenchuan Earthquake? There was a fire in the building. How could we feel the crisis atmosphere if there were no reporters on the scene to give a series of explanations? But people will only praise the soldiers for not being afraid of dangers, and praise the firefighters for their bravery in saving lives...
Moreover, reporters must master a lot of knowledge, prepare in advance, and write articles. Understand the tastes of the interviewees, ask different questions at different times and when dealing with people of different identities, stick to the topic, be natural and vivid, and feed back to the radio station what the listeners want to know most, so that people can understand the current situation and let people know more about the situation. The audience is satisfied.
Of course, reporters not only report on TV, but also report in newspapers. Only by introducing things clearly and clearly and making the content of newspapers excellent can they whet the appetite of readers and attract their attention. It is the reporter's task to let them understand comprehensive family affairs, national affairs, and latest news.
If I really become a reporter, I will be down-to-earth and work diligently to complete my work. There are thousands of reporters, maybe I am inconspicuous, but I will work harder. Not to be famous all over the world, not to be praised by others, just to let people understand the news, just to make the interview more successful, just to be more satisfied with readers and listeners, just to fulfill my own ideals.
"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." The success of anything requires going through difficulties. Similarly, if you want to become a reporter and realize your ideal, you need to work hard. From now on, I will strive for my goals. I will lay a solid foundation and start reading more, writing more, and experiencing life more bit by bit. No matter how bumpy the pursuit is, no matter how difficult and dangerous the journey is, fight for your ideal! Junior high school composition 11 with the theme of struggle
Life is rich and colorful, but the road to life is also full of thorns. A fiery heart of struggle will lead you to success. As Bing Xin said: "The flower of success, people only admire her current beauty! However, her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice."
Yes What comes quietly and leaves no trace, yet causes all the colors to dance lightly? What is it that leaves no trace and comes quietly, but leaves behind a passionate song that spans a season? What is it that left quietly and came back gently, weaving a snow-white dream for the silent earth? The philosopher smiled at the blue sky: "It's time." The children held the kite and clapped their hands: "It's the wind." And I dare to say: "That is the beating heart of a passionate young man."
People It should grow up in struggle, just like a little ivy, it has always been curious and yearning to pursue the beautiful scenery on the rooftop. In order to find its own dream, others' ridicule cannot change its determination to fight. Although it has had conflicts, sadness and disappointment. and melancholy, but a rock-like will will bring it glory and growth. The little ivy is like this, but what about us humans?
Yue Fei, the hero of the Song Dynasty who fought against the Jin Dynasty, was determined to serve the country loyally since he was a child. His mother's tattoo inspired him to fight for the country and the people, and he was willing to take the lead. It is said that Yue Fei had an inkstone with this motto engraved on its back: "Stick to white, not phosphorus, not pure." It means to maintain the hard and snow-white nature of jade and never let it be stained by black, which symbolizes his unswerving loyalty. patriotism. Later, this square inkstone was transferred to the hands of another national hero Wen Tianxiang. He also engraved a motto on it: "Although the inkstone is not as hard to penetrate as iron, although the heart is not as strong as stone, if you guard it, you will not be dishonest." This persistence. Isn’t the heart a kind of struggle!
Olympic torchbearer Jin Jing gave people a new understanding of the definition of struggle. She faced the test of life when she was 9 years old. Amputating one leg was the only way to save her life. People may think that sadness will bring Gave her a huge haze, but the fact is not like that. Her optimism is beyond people's imagination. In the unremitting struggle, she gradually grows into a "patriotic warrior" who guards the torch, a "patriotic warrior" who laughs at success or failure in the fencing field. "Wise Man", a "player" of Qingdong wind chime that moved China.
When you set sail and encounter the obstacles of wind and rain, please fight for the same color of sky and water where gulls fly and fish swim; when you step forward and fall into the predicament of thorns, please fight for that shop. The wilderness road full of flowers; when you climb the peak, your eyes feel confused, please fight for the magnificent mountain scenery covered with green clouds.
Life is endless, and struggle is endless. Only by continuing to climb can you see the scenery at the peak.