A sentence that made my heart beat

There was a sentence that deeply touched me. It was not decorated with beautiful and moving words, nor was it rich in philosophy. It was so ordinary, And to me, it’s so extraordinary.

"Let... wash first!" This is what my little aunt said to me and her children. It was summer when I lived at my little aunt's house. I had to take a shower every day when I came back from school, and I had to go to school immediately after taking a shower. I was very worried about this. Besides, my aunt's house also had two children who also had to go to school, but every day Once, my aunt asked me to wash them first, and said to them: "Amin is far away from school, let him wash it first!" Every time I hear this sentence, a warm current flows through my heart. I feel so kind and familiar. , reminds me of what my eldest aunt once said.

When I was in elementary school, I lived in my aunt’s house. My cousin was the aunt’s son. He was in the third year of high school at the time and was very nervous about studying. Sometimes he didn’t even bother to eat in the morning. , came back after nine o'clock in the evening. I have to write my homework until after ten o'clock. At that time, every time I took a bath, my aunt would let my cousin wash first. She said to me: "He has to be in a hurry!" I didn't understand! At that time, I just thought that because my cousin was her son, I let him wash first. Now I finally understand the meaning of this sentence. It is not partiality, but an understanding of the child. Because of this, even if the cousin is not her son, she will let her cousin wash first.

A sentence of just five words echoed in my ears for a long time, making my heart skip a beat. It made me understand that love is often contained in an ordinary sentence. Whether it is criticism from parents or education from teachers, as long as you savor it carefully, you will definitely be able to appreciate this love.

A sentence that made my heart beat

Maybe it was because I was in the rebellious period, so I performed very poorly in school during that period. I often confronted teachers and disobeyed management. . So much so that because I lent my paper to others to copy during an exam, the teacher moved me to the last row.

Most of the people sitting in the last row are poor students, and I have nothing to say to them. I want to look at the blackboard and copy notes, but I can't do anything. Who told me that I don’t pay attention to protecting my eyes and become myopic! So in every class, I could only stare blankly at the blackboard, read books blankly, or make small movements.

Recently, a trainee teacher came to the school. She wears a floral dress, has long black shawl hair, and a pair of smiling eyes, giving people a very fresh feeling.

She walked into our class with a smile and said to us: "I am your trainee teacher, named Zhang. I will lead everyone to study in the recent period. I will be aware of each student's situation. We understand clearly, and I hope we can get along happily!"

I glanced at her with disdain: Does she really have such great powers? Will she know I'm short-sighted? Will she know I don't want to sit in the last row? Unexpectedly, she really noticed me after two days.

That was a self-study class. As usual, everyone was immersed in homework, and I reluctantly spread out my homework and pretended to write. In fact, except for topics like sentence making, which allow me to express myself freely, I can't write anything else.

Suddenly, she walked up to me and said softly: "Can I take a look at your notebook? I was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be nonchalant and pushed towards her." Miss Chun put on her clothes Coming with the green breeze... This sentence is written very spiritually! " She praised as she read it over. After saying that, she picked up my homework and walked towards the podium, and read my example essay to the classmates.

Later, in a test, I got Full marks, she was very happy, told the class teacher that I had performed very well recently, and asked to move me to the front row. She also said to me: "In this world, there is a seat in the last row, but there should not be a seat always." People in the last row! "After listening to this sentence, my heart skipped a beat, and a warm current surged into my heart...

Perhaps, it is not a famous aphorism, but it can make my heart skip a beat, keep it in my heart, and serve as my guide. A bright light on the road!

A sentence that made my heart beat

“In fact, shadows are the wealth of life, just like sunshine.

"Throughout the long winter, there was almost no sunshine to visit the place where I waited for the bus in the morning. At the crossroads, the morning air was thick like an eternal night. The world was as quiet as ever, and everything cast a few mottled shadows on the ground.

I accidentally lowered my head and discovered that the "world" is here...

The desolate wind blew an old newspaper to my feet. When I glanced at it, I was attracted by the title of the front-page report: "Actually, Shadows, like sunshine, are the wealth of life. "In an instant, my heart was hit hard, and the blood all over my body flowed into my atria. I breathed while letting them get the scorching temperature. The wind was still blowing coldly, and only the boiling blood rushed in my heart...

Life can actually be like this.

Life can be like this!

They are like clear music lines, but the tune has been in disrepair. The iron frame is divided into several sections. I really want to compose a song for them and play a vigorous spring movement. I hope that the migratory birds returning to the south are singing this song emotionally... ...Their shadows gradually twisted and tilted, and most of them were immersed in the cold winter air and gradually evaporated. The smaller part was left far behind as the vehicle speeded by. Are they bushes? Their shadows are extremely thick. Showing a different lushness than before, each cluster is struggling to joint and grow, all for the sake of being tall and fragrant in the future, and all for the flourishing of that season. So, I carefully turned my hand into a graffiti sun. Covering their shadows, giving them imaginary light. The small piece of breath I exhaled turned into a light cloud in winter, bringing them a long-lost romance...

Everything is due to shadows. With more room for imagination, the world becomes more hazy and beautiful.

As a result, I no longer feel hesitant and unsure of where to go. The shadows describe me with incomparable clarity like the sun. A new world. I no longer feel that those dark days are monotonous and boring, because shadows are more varied and evocative than the things themselves, but few people understand the beauty of shadows, and even fewer people do it. Its beauty stops the hurried pace. They are like flowers that are constantly being rubbed, gradually fading in the dust and water, and disappearing silently in the sunshine.

On this winter morning, I stared at them. Those shadows gave me deeper thoughts.

In my opinion, there is no absolute light and no permanent darkness in this world. There is light. The shadow you cast on the ground is because of the sunshine above your head. If you walk towards the sun, there will be a shadow behind you. If you walk with the sun behind you, you can still bathe in the sun. This sentence is what makes all the shadows meet me unexpectedly, and makes my mood rise and fall with them. Therefore, one kind of nobility meets another kind of nobility; one kind of thinking is connected with another kind of thinking; One kind of ordinaryness is dependent on another kind of ordinaryness.

How do we open up the authentic world that has been imprisoned for a long time? At this glance, we encounter a beautiful scenery that we have never seen before.

The days of sadness and despair caused by lack of light, backlight, and backlight, the lonely thoughts that were ended by frustration, loneliness, and sadness, are actually scattered with these shadows in the hustle and bustle of the entire street, with the same hopes and dreams. Speeding towards the distance, just like sunshine and shadow, they coexist on the earth.

I firmly believe that determination and persistence will flow through my dreams and take away the past for me. Sad and uneasy.

In this ordinary and quiet morning, I embraced all the shadows and the words that made my heart beat, and looked to the end of the street, where there was a beautiful scenery of shadows and sunshine. ...

Looking up again, the sun is shining all over the city, and it is as warm as spring...

A sentence that makes my heart beat

There is a sentence that makes my heart beat. Ran heartbeat:

“What we built is not at all what we fought for!”

In 1936, 32-year-old Nikolai Ostrovsky die young.

This "red kid" was born in Ukraine. He joined the army at the age of 15 and was injured at the age of 16. In the last five or six years, he was paralyzed. He wrote two novels "How Steel Was Tempered" and "Born of the Storm" in bed. . The former, in particular, became a bestseller in the socialist camp led by the Soviet Union in the second half of the last century. It was also an "inspirational" textbook for two or three generations, with a huge and far-reaching influence.

In China, almost everyone who has read this book has recited Paul Korchagin's famous saying that begins with "Human life is precious, it only comes to us once" ( The quotation here is the translation of the first edition of Mei Yi's translation), which is used to guide or correct the direction of one's life. The final destination is to devote one's life to a glorious and great cause - the struggle for the liberation of all mankind.

Including me, inspired by Paul, we all take the warning of wasting our years and doing nothing. What made our hearts beat at that time was the magnificent vision of liberating all mankind. (Of course, in the final analysis, the purpose of transforming the world is to achieve the goal of transforming the world through worldwide violent revolution.) From the Red Army soldiers in the Ukrainian civil war to the Communist Youth League members in China in the 1950s, they all want to build a human world on the earth. Believers and practitioners of the Garden of Eden. Unfortunately, most people at that time did not know that utopian socialism had long existed in the world. Even those who knew it thought it was a theory that had been rejected by Engels.

If Ostrovsky only left behind this work, which although added and deleted by the Soviet publishing department, still did not conceal the brilliance of the author’s spirit, then we can see that under the social mobilization of the Bolsheviks, How did Paul (in a certain sense, the author himself) in a generation go through a life of loving life without fear of death, risking his own life for a simple idea, and going through hardships - at least his perseverance and character. Sex can be "abstractly inherited", right?

However, our understanding of Nicholas now goes beyond this famous book. We see the author outside the book. His niece (the same Russian word, which may be translated as niece, but I remember that Paul has only one brother in the book, I guess this younger generation is a niece) Galina was mentioned in the Russian "Young Truth" on November 20, 2006 The article "Recast Life" was published in the newspaper (another Chinese source said it was the "Moscow Communist Youth League Member Newspaper" in 2007), which disclosed that her uncle not only existed as a "taming tool" of the party during his lifetime, but also He also fought against the totalitarian system of Stalin's era and finally failed. I don’t know if there was any content about this in the first draft of Ostrovsky’s novel. If it was written, it must have been deleted by the reviewer. But this cannot delete people's memories after all. Galina said that Nicholas once lamented shortly before his death: "The things we built are not at all what we fought for!"

It makes me pound. Ran's heart-warming words

"I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together."

I came across this sentence in an article written by a netizen.

For some reason, tears slowly turned red in my eyes. It just happened for a moment, and during this thought, there was an indescribable and unknown scene in my heart, maybe it was a pounding feeling!

Perhaps we have all discovered an interesting thing. Even if we meet some people many times, they are always just passers-by because we don’t know them. But after we get to know each other, we feel that there is such a tacit understanding between us. , always meet in different places, and the same is true for meeting this sentence. After that, I saw it in books and heard it in songs, until that day I read it again in a poetry analysis. Encounter with it.

"It's miserable again and again, you don't need to cry when you get married. I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart forever." I read it carefully, and I remembered the slightly sad story again. The story of Phoenix seeking Phoenix has been passed down for thousands of years.

"There is a beauty here, and you will never forget it when you see her. If you don't see her for a day, you will miss her like crazy. The phoenix is ??soaring, and the world is asking for phoenix. But the beauty is here, and she is not on the east wall. I will speak to you on the lute and chat. Write sincerely. When I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation. I wish you could join hands with me and not let me fall.

"This is adapted by later generations based on Sima Xiangru's "Feng Qiu Huang". In fact, I like this part more than "Phoenix Qiu Huang". After all, the "remembering" of the past at that time was indeed not so memorable, but Sometimes, fate reaches out and there is nothing we can do. Even if he runs back from afar again and grows old together, what if we can't go back to the past, and we can't go back to the "night run"! /p>

Even so, Wenjun still said the sentence "I wish to have the same person, and we will never be apart until we grow old together." Just like none of us are immune to the pounding heartbeat when we meet true love, we have this sentence Most of the words are not spared.

Or it may sound too flashy and not as real as "A fair lady, a gentleman is a good wife", but it has become the dream in the hearts of countless women, or a love that makes ghosts and gods weep. Even if it ends tragically, it is still worth remembering.

Almost every time, when the hero is dying, he holds the heroine's hand and says: "I wish I could have the same person and live forever." Not separated! "Yes, I have seen this scene many times, but even though I knew it would be like this, tears still fell down unsatisfactorily.

Or maybe, after I met it, I knew Yes, this is a sentence that makes my heart beat. I will always remember its story and its vows.

A sentence that makes my heart beat.

Getting home from work. , put down the bag, and turned on the radio first. The quiet room suddenly became a little lively. The music flowing from the radio gently caressed my ears, and the host’s pleasant voice pressed against my tired body and mind. Her inadvertent One sentence can't help but make my heart beat - among the many emotions in life, the most reliable and least betrayal is family love.

Yes, family love is the most reliable and least likely to betray.

I immediately picked up the phone and greeted my relatives all the time.

Because my mother, father and brother have been living together, I called my brother first to say hello, and then my brother picked up the phone. Putting it in my mother's hands and listening to her strong voice, I felt relieved. Every time I talk to my mother on the phone, she often rushes to care for our family of three before I have time to greet her. My mother’s classic closing words, which are always consistent and never change, are: “You don’t have to worry about me, I’m fine, your brother and sister-in-law take good care of me! I'll be relieved if you three are fine! "Now my mother still asks every time how Li Bao is in Shanghai, whether I have gone to see Li Bao, etc. How many relatives does an 80-year-old man have to pretend to be in his heart? Every time I call, my mother never asks She told me that she was not feeling well. My brother never told me that even if my mother was really feeling unwell, he would not tell me. He was always afraid that I would worry. My brother and sister-in-law took very good care of my mother. It was like holding a lantern in the village. I can’t find it either. (Unfortunately, I can no longer hear my amiable father’s voice.) Family love is the most reliable!

My eldest sister told me on the phone that she just went there a few days ago. My mother looked at me and said that she was in good health and told me not to worry about her. The eldest sister greeted our family and asked me if I had visited Li Bao. The eldest sister asked me if I wanted slippers. All the cloth slippers I could wear at home were from my eldest sister. They are both handmade and embroidered slippers that everyone gave me stitch by stitch when I got married. I can’t bear to wear them now and want to treasure them.

Think about how my eldest sister always washed and cut my hair when I was a kid. Think about how my eldest sister was a mother when I was in elementary school. I would go to my eldest sister’s house every weekend and ask her to comb my pigtails. Think about how she gave me haircuts when I was in middle school. Her mother-in-law was dissatisfied when I gave her dry food... I think my eldest sister made me two new quilts that were wider and thicker last year. She already has grandchildren around her knees, but she still thinks about me and our family. Three people...family affection is the most reliable!

The second sister said on the phone that she went to see her mother on Saturday. It was cold and she bought new cotton pants for her mother...

The third sister said on the phone She said that she was in good health and did not want me to miss her. She asked me if I had gone to see Li Bao, whether Li Bao had lost weight again, why I got off work so late today, and whether I had eaten. I was alone at home today. I was confused after eating, and told me to eat well and not to deal with anyone casually... Family ties are the most reliable!

......

I called Li Bao, but it didn't work. I knew clearly that Li Bao had called me yesterday to tell me that his charger was broken and he wouldn't be able to go out until the weekend. Buy a new one and tell me not to worry if my phone is turned off for the past two days. What a sensible child! Family love is the most reliable!

Yes, in this world, friends may sometimes stay away from you or even betray you because of certain interests, and lovers may drift away from you or fall in love with you. Only family love will always be by your side and accompany you when you are miserable. It is there when you are sick, it is there when you are sleepy, it is there when you are troubled, it is there when you are happy, and even at the end of your life, it is still by your side, the most reliable and least likely to betray you. It is always family love!

Today is Thanksgiving in the West. I think it is not on Thanksgiving that I want to be grateful. What is more important is that I have a grateful heart, always be grateful, and remember the kindness others have done to me. , remember that I should be kind to others, and more importantly, remember the words that make my heart beat--family love is the most reliable!

A sentence that made my heart beat

Ordinary people’s lives are mostly as calm as water, flowing according to a certain routine every day. Yours and mine are nothing. Both. However, in ordinary life, there are often such heart-warming moments - a word, a smile, a look, a touch... all of which make people unable to help but be moved. So those light days have a concise and profound poetic flavor, like ripples in the water, making people linger on the lingering sound to quietly taste... On a certain day, I quietly received a bouquet of perfume from a friend. Holding the lily in your hand, you are drunk in your heart. At this time, the air seems to be stained with a faint fragrance? After the flowers wither, you peel off the petals one by one, and suddenly many traces of snowflakes fall on the desk, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. Looking at it, my heart suddenly moved, and I realized that Daiyu's funeral flowers were actually a very luxurious enjoyment. In the community where I live, among the younger generation of children, Jian is a naughty one, and sometimes he is even hateful. A naughty little boy who has to grit his teeth. He often takes advantage of adults not paying attention and always stuffs gravel into the exhaust pipes of other people's motorcycles and cars. He is dirty all day long and looks unappealing? He often cuts off unripe fruits in the yard, throws them everywhere, and talks back to adults in a sharp voice. Such a "dog-ignoring" little boy, this afternoon I found that he could also sit quietly on the grass in the garden. Curious, I walked over to take a look and saw a little boy lying in his arms. Puppy, he told me in a low voice: "I don't dare to move. The puppy is licking my legs with its tongue. If I move, I'm afraid it won't lick me again." Hearing this, my heart suddenly moved. It turns out that every child They are all flowers planted by the sun in the world, and they all have their own unique brightness. I remember that when I was in middle school, my deskmate Rong had a set of pictures of female stars from Hong Kong and Taiwan. Every time I looked at them, I couldn't put them down. Sometimes I would secretly take it out and take a look at it during class. Gradually, I became distracted in class. Once, the teacher discovered that the drawings were confiscated and I was also criticized? I sat there depressed, and her deskmate did not comfort me, so I became even more angry.

After returning to the dormitory, Rong gently put the set of pictures in my hands. She said lightly, I went to tell the teacher and asked for it back for you. I hope you will be happy, but I will never be able to do it during class time in the future. Take it out and take a look. From that moment of heartbeat to now, I have always remembered the precious friendship Rong gave me. When I was studying in Nanning, my cousin who was already working in Liuzhou came to the school to visit me on official business. Her friends in the dormitory surrounded her affectionately, chatting non-stop and tasting the food she brought with relish. My cousin kept smiling and communicating with her friends, and suddenly asked everyone ------My cousin seems to have lost weight, right? Everyone was startled and said in unison, "No?" . . . . . After physical education class in the afternoon, I hurried back to the dormitory. As soon as I got to the stairs, I saw my cousin washing the sheets for me. She raised her index finger that was accidentally cut by a knife and rubbed it with difficulty. I didn't realize it. He moved and wanted to call her, but his voice was choked and he could only look at her silently. During this period, there are more opportunities to stay online. In the virtual world, the Internet allows us to meet and get acquainted. The same hobbies and speculative topics give people a feeling of regretting that we have not seen each other for a long time, and a different kind of emotion. Crazy is growing in my heart. The emotion between us almost goes beyond brotherhood and love between husband and wife. It has already surpassed friendship and love. In our hearts, it is a deeper and richer feeling than friendship and love. Whenever I think of this, my heart skips a beat. You are the best friend I have never met in my life. When we slowly recall these heart-warming moments, our days suddenly become rich, bright, and full of warm texture. There will be many moments that touch you and me. As long as you collect them with a sensitive and generous heart, there will definitely be heart-warming moments!

A sentence that made my heart beat

There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever, and one day we will graduate. In the end, we each chose different paths and worked in different directions for our respective goals.

Friends and teachers are the most important place in my heart. Maybe it’s because we used to get along day and night, enjoy the same breakfast every day, study together, and go to class together. We always have endless topics to talk about every day, people and things that we only know, languages ??that we only know, and jokes that we only understand. Or maybe it’s because I spent a lot of time with you, and everyone has witnessed that I have gradually grown from a timid squad leader who didn’t even dare to shout passwords, to a responsible and capable squad leader; my classmates are growing taller and taller day by day. Every time you compare your height, you will happily tell me that you have grown taller again! In other words, after staying together for five years, we really feel like we are part of a family. It’s hard to leave, and there are millions of reluctances in our hearts.

However, one day I finally walked out of this class and out of that school gate. When I stepped in again, I was no longer a student here, but a graduate. I still walked to the familiar classroom as usual, and everything was different. The class was attended by a group of junior students who were the same as us before, and the teacher was a teacher whom I felt very familiar with before. It seems that we are still working hard on drawing in front of the blackboard, and the tables and chairs seem to have just been set up by us on duty. The class star written in the most conspicuous place in the classroom is not a name I am familiar with...

I once naively thought that this group of friends who fight and fight every day can now look forward to the future together every day, and will always be together in the future. We never thought that one day we would graduate and go our separate ways. Now I always think of that group of friends, cute, happy, and even a little silly.

I always wonder if after graduation, everyone has new friends and adapts to the new environment, will the previous emotions still exist? I'm always worried, will I be the only one among this group of people who likes to be nostalgic? In other words, who will remember and cherish this friendship?

The summer vacation finally brought everyone together again and we talked a lot. It is not our style to ask for help, nor is it our way to cry to express our feelings. Occasionally, he said, "Why don't we be classmates together in high school." On the surface, no one reacted much, but waves must have surged in everyone's heart, hitting the softest place in their hearts.

I remember that I had just finished the high school entrance examination, and the next day was my birthday.

Everyone remained silent, sending gifts and hugs, with tears in their eyes that they didn't dare to let go easily, and their mouths were choked and they didn't know what to say. The next year, everyone specially planned a party on my birthday. We didn’t talk much, and we knew what each other was thinking when we were together.

It’s another year, and the holiday is particularly early this year. So because of time or forgetfulness, everyone moved up the party time. There are still no moving words, just simple greetings, we still talk about people and things we are familiar with, and sing the songs that moved us the most. It's so simple because everyone is connected. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you remember my birthday or not. As people grow up, birthdays no longer seem so important. Everyone can get together, and I am happy enough.

The birthday song suddenly sounded in my ears, without warning or reminder. "Happy birthday." It turns out that it doesn't take any effort to remember these. Think about it seriously, two years after graduation, every time a classmate has a birthday, she or he will receive blessings. Even though we are not together, our hearts are connected. Everyone cherishes and cherishes that feeling and that friendship. This emotion will never expire or deteriorate, it will always stay at the purest and most beautiful moment. None of us should doubt this friendship, a precious friendship. It is definitely not sustained by time and being together every day.

Happy birthday. At that moment, my heart was pounding.