Essay on Sadness (1)

It has been more than two years since my mother passed away. There are still six or seven bags of rice she has hoarded for her five siblings, which are piled next to her bed. Four to five hundred pounds. The 16-year-old eldest sister Mu Kuyi Shengmu said that when the tank was empty, she and her younger sister Mu Kuyi Wumu carried rice on their backs and went to the street to grind rice. Without shelling, rice can be stored for many years. "My mother may have thought that with all this rice, at least we wouldn't be hungry anymore."

Sitting beside the wooden bed and mentioning her mother who died young, the Yi girl Mu Kuyi Shengmu looked as calm as an adult. The younger sister hides shyly behind her, and mostly just nods or shakes her head when asked by outsiders, but she loves to smile. 12-year-old Mu Kuyi Wu Mu (Chinese name: Liu Yi) wrote about missing her mother in a composition. "When the meal is ready, go call your mother. She is already dead?" A class exercise of more than 300 words called "Tears" makes readers feel distressed.

Because of the composition "Tears", the fate of Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu's family has attracted more attention. With the intervention of the government and public welfare individuals, the future of the five siblings has become more possible.

The five siblings have become accustomed to life without their parents

Starting from Xichang, the capital of Liangshan Yi Autonomous Prefecture, the train shuttles through the mountains for 3 hours to reach Laojiu County, Liangshan Prefecture Yuexi County, one of the counties, and Laojiu County are all located in areas with an altitude of 2,000 to 3,500 meters. The notable features are the concentration of Yi people, inconvenient transportation, and economic backwardness. There is a Puxiong Town here, and 4 kilometers away is Gemstone Village, which is the home of Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu.

Compared with other villages hidden deep in the mountains, Gemstone Village is not remote, but the road is difficult to walk. Her three-room gray brick house was built just before her father passed away. It still retains its original appearance and is considered average in the village. There is an old sofa and a dozen small benches in the outhouse, and the bedrooms on both sides double as storage rooms. The three younger brothers were squeezed into a single bed, with potatoes piled in the corner of the room. In the other room was Mu Kuyi Wu Mu and his sister's room, and the rice planted by their mother was piled beside the bed.

Among the five children, the eldest sister, Mu Kuyi Shengmu, is 16 years old, and the second eldest brother, Mu Kuyi Shengmu, is 14 years old. They have already dropped out of school. Mu Kuyi Wumu, who wrote "Tears", was 12 years old and the third oldest. He also had two younger brothers, 10-year-old Mu Kuxiao and 5-year-old Mu Kuxiaojie.

This family seems to have long been accustomed to life without their parents. In the morning, Xiaojie woke up and shouted, and his two brothers immediately came into the house to dress him and coax him to play. In his small schoolbag, there is a preschool mathematics homework book. The crooked answers to the arithmetic problems on it were all taught to him by Lao Simu Kuxiao.

Potatoes and corn are grown on more than an acre of land at home. This year, the eldest sister and brother have gone out one after another. After school, Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu will take the fourth child to dig potatoes, cut grass to feed the pigs, and cook for the two younger brothers. Sometimes her grandmother, who is nearly 70 years old, will come over to help. But grandma's energy was limited, and Mu Kuyi Wu Mu's uncle also passed away, leaving behind three young cousins. These three children lived with their grandparents in the old house.

Before 2010, there was still a pillar of support in this family. The eldest sister, Mu Kuyi Shengmu, remembers that her father went to work in Puxiong and Chengdu, doing the heaviest work at construction sites and always coughing. Sometimes, I come back every two or three months to help my mother farm. But even she can't remember the specific date of her father's death. She only remembers that it was in 2011 that his father died of tuberculosis. She was only 12 years old and had only reached the third grade. Her youngest brother was less than 1 year old.

Seeing that her mother was working too hard and was in poor health, the eldest sister dropped out of school and helped her mother with farm work and looked after her younger siblings at home. Later, my mother became bedridden due to heart disease, casting a shadow over this vulnerable family.

In the composition, Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu described how they took their mother to the town and to Xichang for medical treatment, saying that even after all the money was spent, the disease was still not cured. In May 2013, my mother fell ill again and looked very ugly. Her uncle, who had returned from work, took her to the hospital in the town.

But she insisted on going home this time. "Sister (Mu Kuyi Wumu's nickname), my mother wants to go home. It's not comfortable here, but it's more comfortable at home."

In the end, Mu Kuyi Wumu and her eldest sister took their mother home. That day, she went to the outhouse to cook for her mother. When she served it, her mother was already dead. From then on, her five siblings became orphans.

Reporters from various media and government officials stepped into the house

As early as June this year, when the eldest sister went to school, she saw an essay written by her younger sister posted on the wall of the classroom. The composition has not yet received media attention. The eldest sister said that she "felt very sad after seeing it", so when the sisters got along, no one talked about this topic. Mu Kuyi Shengmu said that during the most difficult time, her family relied on two subsistence allowances - 100 yuan per month to make ends meet. But since June last year, the government has provided special living allowances for orphans to the five siblings, each receiving 678 yuan per month. Five people can receive more than 3,000 yuan per month combined. Pan Xiaowu, secretary of the Baoshi Village branch, said that the per capita annual income of the village is only more than 5,000 yuan. "What they lack is not money, but care." Huang Hongbin, chairman of the Sichuan Soma Flower Foundation, emphasized.

The head teacher, Mr. Ren Zhongchang, visited Mu Kuyi Wumu’s home and gave Mu Kuyi Wumu a pink and green toy - a cartoon calf. It is the only toy in sight and the brightest object in the room. In the past few days, when media and government officials from all walks of life came into the house, Mu Kuyi Wumu was mostly at a loss. She lowered her head and fiddled with the calf in her hand. When others asked questions, she mostly nodded or shook her head, but she kept smiling. . She told reporters that she liked the gift given by her teacher very much and would hold the calf in her arms when she went to bed at night.

The little brother Muku Xiaojie is very clingy. He likes to be hugged and is as light as a three-year-old child in the city. He will "pose" generously in front of the camera. He likes to look up in front of the TV and watch "Bear Bears", and he also likes Big Big Wolf. The enthusiastic people who came to visit said "bye" before leaving, and he waved and shouted "bye" all the way.

In front of outsiders, the eldest sister Mu Kuyi Shengmu looks like a parent. She is tolerant and decent. She mostly says "it's okay" and "it's okay" and avoids talking about her past sufferings. But the signature in her circle of friends reads, "Only I know how tired I am." The second child, Mu Ku Xiaoping, dropped out of school in August 2014, before finishing sixth grade. He explained that he had to do farm work after school and had no time to review his homework. His academic performance was not good and he did not want to study. In December last year, he went to Wuxi, Jiangsu alone to join his cousin who was working there.

“If my family hadn’t been poor, my father wouldn’t have had to work.”

The experience of Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu is not unique in Daliang Mountain. The fourth-grade classroom of Baoshi Primary School where Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu are located has posters of excellent essays selected by the Chinese teacher, including "Tears." As I read them one by one, I felt more and more that the words on the wall were more like miniature versions of the rural scenes in Daliang Mountain. In response to previous doubts about the authenticity of the composition, Principal Yoshiki added an extra lock to the fourth-grade classroom.

Among the 12 essays, 3 children mentioned witnessing the death of their father or mother. Among them, there are recognized orphans like Mu Kuyi Wumu, and de facto orphans like Gejizhida and Azhi Axiamu - in Yi folk custom, mothers remarry without children. The children left behind can only live with their grandparents or uncles. Some lack care and find it difficult to express their emotions. It seems difficult for outsiders to guess what impact this experience will have on a child's psychology. But just from their words, one can sense despair and sadness. Gejizhda, who was only in fourth grade at the age of 14, wrote: "I was alone in my father's room, but my father died within a few days. My mother led her children and cried beside me. She said , I’m leaving.”

Huang Hongbin quoted the teaching teacher as saying that Gejizhda is a smart and introverted child, especially good at writing compositions. But his father died of illness early and his mother remarried. There are always friends from society who come to school to ask him to skip classes and play, which makes him unable to study peacefully. After being taken to Xichang Somahua Children's Village by volunteers, the government asked his relatives to ask whether he would like to come back or stay in the Children's Village. Gejizhda chose to stay. The volunteer explained that he only had his grandmother at home, and they lived in an adobe house with little communication and a poor living situation. It took more than half an hour to walk from his home to the school. After arriving in Xichang, living with children of the same age and with teachers he was familiar with, Gejizhda became much more cheerful and became more attentive to his homework.

There are also three or four children who express the sadness of left-behind children in Chinese that they are not very proficient in. For example, the optimistic little fat boy Niku Laha in the teacher's eyes would write in his composition: "My father and sister have gone to work in far away cities. Every time I go to the mountains to chop wood, I look at the direction of the train, looking forward to them. .

I asked: Dear dad, how are you doing in that city? Dad said: Not bad. But I know it’s hard for them to work in the city. "

Another classmate also expressed similar thoughts, "I really hope that my father will not leave." His perception of reality is "If the family were not poor, my father would not have to go out to work." < /p>

Pan Xiaowu, secretary of the Baoshi Village branch of Puxiong Town, said that among the 1,991 villagers in Baoshi Village, more than 300 people work outside the village. Based on the family structure of two adults and three children, almost every family. There are workers who go out to work, and most of them are young men.

“We saw some people on the Internet saying that the Yi people are very poor because they are lazy.” Pan Xiaowu asked if it was true. So lazy, why do so many villagers go out to work? Because there is poverty in the mountains and there is no money to be made from farming. In order to make a living, most young and middle-aged people leave the countryside and go to work in other places.

Pan Xiaowu blurted out the data. , also includes the social assistance quota in the village. According to him, there are 177 low-income households in the village, 8 orphans who are eligible for national assistance, and 24 children with special needs, most of whom are children of local villagers. It is said that the children here are sensible at a very young age. In addition to going to school, they also have to do farm work, such as planting potatoes, cutting pig grass, going up the mountain to chop firewood, and fetching water. When talking about the child's dead parents, the three younger brothers sat on the small bench nearby, staring at the TV screen, as if all this had nothing to do with them. They were labeled "orphans" when they were young. There is no condition for self-pity. It seems that this is just the true face of life, so we have to accept it calmly.

The changes in the life of the family brought about by the accident

Of course, because of the composition "Tears", The fate of Mu Kuyi and Wu Mu's family has attracted more attention, and with the intervention of the government and charity people, the future of the five siblings has become more likely.

Previously, the two younger brothers and Mu Ku. Yiwumu was taken to Xichang Somahua Love Primary School by the Somahua Foundation to study for free. Later, after government officials sought the opinions of his relatives and the three children themselves, they took them home and arranged for Mukuyi to give birth to Mu. , Mu Kuyi Xiaoping returned to school.

Yuexi County government staff said that Yuexi County civil affairs, education, immigration and poverty alleviation and other departments will integrate their efforts and adopt multiple channels to increase support for Mu Kuyi and Wumu’s family. Among them, the eldest sister will study at Yuexi County Vocational and Technical College for free, with a monthly subsidy of about 300 yuan; the younger brother will continue to study in the sixth grade at Yifu Primary School; and the youngest Muku Xiaojie will enter the primary school in Puxiong Town. Kindergarten, there is a school bus every day.

Mu Ku Xiaoping said that he was very moved after seeing his sister’s composition and thought about going back to school. “I still want to study. Reading is necessary. Hope it helps others in the future. "

Regarding the changes in front of us, the core client, Mu Kuyiwu Mu, still left a shy smile to reporters. Essay on Sadness (2)

"Sadness" Yesterday I The essay "The Fun of Internet" was given -5 points by netizens. I was very sad, and my tears fell like broken beads. I shouted to my grandma: "Grandma, come and see!" They gave me -5 points. Is my composition really that bad? That was written by me when I was in second grade. What should grandma do? Grandma said: "It doesn't matter, everyone has misunderstood, keep writing, you will definitely succeed!" "That essay was written by me in September 2003. At that time, I had just entered the second grade and the teacher had not yet taught us how to write essays. It was my grandma (who was a primary school teacher) who guided me to write it. At that time, the "Online Composition Text" 》 was also successfully applied under the guidance of my grandma. Grandma said that this was all to cultivate my writing pleasure. However, after a few months, the "Online Composition Book" could not be opened due to problems with the website, and I was sad at that time. Awesome. I used to get up in the middle of the night to surf the Internet several times. At that time, there were few people on the Internet, so maybe I could open it. At that time, my vocabulary was limited, and every article I wrote was about me. I am an honest girl, I am eight and a half years old, and I will be in the fourth grade next semester. The essays I published were all written in the second grade. They are stored in the computer and have not been modified before adding them to the composition text. . I still have more than 100 essays saved in my computer, and I am ready to add them one after another. I believe in myself, and I will definitely succeed! I am eager for the help and encouragement of my elder brothers, elder sisters, and friends.

Essay about sadness (3)

Essay about graduation thoughts: The sadness of graduation

Abstract: Facing the banquet laid by the years, we smiled at each other and drank diligently, as if there was nothing left to say. Love and reluctance are all hidden behind the words. Because we all understand that there will never be a more mellow and beautiful wine than this glass of wine in our hands?

In the blink of an eye, it has been a year since you entered high school. During this year, you have grown taller. Your knowledge has increased and you have become more mature than when you were in junior high school. In the process of growing up, you will also encounter some setbacks or inadaptations, which will make you feel sad. Please write a narrative essay of no less than 800 words with the title "Sadness".

Example

Sadness

High school freshman (5) Li Yemo

The summer vacation when I entered high school, something unexpected happened to her family .

She lost both her parents in one fell swoop. At that time, she was in her senior year of high school.

My house is only a few meters away from hers, and even the balcony can be connected. As her good friend, I learned about her immediately.

I’m shocked, I’m sad, I can’t believe it. I ran to see her. She had just come back from her parents' funeral. Her face was frighteningly white, and there were vague signs of crying.

As if she didn’t see me, she entered the door stiffly. I didn't know what to say, so I followed her step by step to the balcony.

Yes, every time she is sad, she will go to the balcony, and then I will listen to her quietly. She leaned against the wall and sat on the floor, and I followed her example, sitting next to her and waiting for her to speak. A long moment of silence. I looked at her profile uneasily. In my impression, she is not strong. She often cries uncontrollably when she is sad. Therefore, her silence worries me even more.

The chirping of cicadas in the summer afternoon came to my ears. It should have been noisy, but next to her, on this balcony,

It was so quiet.

I know she must be sad.

Determined to comfort her. She spoke, and passed my ear leisurely: "I'm not sad."

The words I was about to say suddenly got stuck in my throat, and I looked at her in surprise.

She remained motionless, and after a long time, she said again: "I should be sad. I was sad at the funeral. Now I'm not sad anymore. Don't worry."

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I was shocked and hurt. For the first time, I found strength in her eyes. She has never understood what it means to be strong. But how should I tell her that she feels strange to me and makes me heartbroken.

After the first year of high school, I stopped seeing her on the balcony. Her grandmother moved in to take care of her. And since she is in her third year of high school, her study pressure is even greater than I can imagine. I wanted to see her, but I was afraid of seeing her. I was afraid of seeing how strong and indestructible she seemed to be all of a sudden.

Occasionally when we meet at the stairs, she can easily nod and say hello. But I can't. I didn't dare to look into her eyes, as if I was the one who should be sad, not her.

Until recently, the college entrance examination came and passed.

On the day the results came out, I asked my mother to find out her scores. Hearing her excellent results, I suddenly couldn't help it. It felt like a year of grievances were released all at once, and I was as moved as a prisoner seeing the sunshine again.

When I went home a few days ago, there was a pile of books at home from her. I slowly read each book on the balcony. I opened the tear-stained "Selected Poems of Pushkin" and saw the words she left for me on the title page:

I couldn't immerse myself in sadness, so I had to put it away. I treat sadness as nourishment and bury it deep in my heart. Let it be in my heart and always remind me to work hard and make progress.

Girl, remember, don’t feel sad easily. If you really can't help it, bury it deep in your heart. Next spring, a strong tree will grow in your heart.

Looking at the swaying light and shadow outside the window, I smiled easily, for her and myself.

Sad

Lu Rong, Class 10, Senior High School

I really can’t bear to see him like this.

He, my brother, was such a cheerful and passionate young man.

He taught me to play basketball, took me to ride a bicycle, and reminded me to pay attention to my physical and mental health after studying. This sunny image is equally dazzling in my studies. Although he would "bully" me from time to time, he was always the first to stand up and protect me in front of outsiders, which made me very proud. From him, I can see the brilliance of the rising sun and hear the joy of the creek washing its banks as the ice melts and the snow melts. Subtly, I decided that he was my role model, both in study and in life.

However, everything has changed.

I pressed the memory rewind stop button and looked back.

Under the fortress surrounded by books and workbooks, my brother bent his back and fought alone.

I brought a glass of water and walked up to him: "Brother, you have been watching for three hours. Take a rest." I put the glass down and waited for his answer while holding the water. "This posture is not good for your body either." I added specifically. "Oh, it'll be fine in a moment." He moved his body and continued to work hard without raising his head. Another half hour of loneliness.

Why did it become like this? Normally, as soon as I rang the doorbell, he would open the door and tease me about getting fat again, but now that I was standing in front of him, this lively young man who usually insists on a balance between work and rest, and advocates that health is the foundation of learning, seemed particularly calm. and busy.

This is the magic of the college entrance examination. After the second model suddenly failed, the always excellent brother was finally criticized by the teacher. "This young man is too wild-minded, so hurry up and don't relax at the critical moment." This golden rule makes all extracurricular activities go to waste. Doing questions, doing questions, and doing questions again has become the main theme of my brother's life. Watching him struggling step by step makes me extremely sad.

"Xiaolong, take a rest for a while." After the aunt, the top commander, gave the order, my brother slowly walked out of the room. "You go play with your sister for a while. She hasn't been here for a long time." Just as I was about to speak, my aunt said again: "Fifteen minutes." I was startled. Is this home? Why is it more like a prison? Turning to look at my brother, he pursed his lips and smiled helplessly at me.

"Don't be surprised. It's just like this. How can the days before the exam be easy?" There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, like fallen leaves falling in the dusk, without direction. "How are you lately?" I asked him worriedly and innocently. "It's okay, I'm used to it." He shrugged his shoulders in a relaxed manner, but I saw that this invisible pressure had wrapped him tightly. To be honest, I didn't want him to answer like this and lose hope just like that. At this time, I felt sour and couldn't say anything, so I could only look at him. My brother quickly raised his eyes to look at the clock twice. This action instantly pulled it far away from me. Is he still my brother? I couldn't bear to watch any more, so I had to pat him and say, "I'm leaving. I wish you good luck in the exam." He immediately stood up, turned around, and went back to the house. Leaving a dry "Thank you, see you next time" hanging in the air. Suddenly there was an indescribable pain in my heart. "Hey, your brother went in?" My aunt saw me and asked gently. "Well, he went to review." The cold voice startled me. "That's good, he is finally successful." My aunt smiled happily, but I was so sad that I wanted to cry.

This visit ended hastily. As I walked along, I thought I had a lot of words of encouragement that I didn’t say. Ahem, no need for that anymore. Is this really the case with the college entrance examination? Or is my brother just a mistake? The biggest shock to me is that the role models I have always had are now in disbelief. Although my heart aches, I still hope that everything can recover soon and return to the days of innocence and happiness.

Self-evaluation From the perspective of the topic of sadness and the writing prompts, this incident should focus on one's own emotional experience and write about "my" sadness. This article starts from the influence of my brother on me, which shows that after my brother changed, I was hit mentally and felt sad. From the title of the article, it is quite in line with the requirements. There are many expressions of my inner sadness in the article. Although the emotional expression is a bit overwhelming, it is very helpful in pointing out the topic. Although the article is shrouded in a low emotional atmosphere, the author's inner hope is still a bright future, and the theme is positive. The selection of materials in this article is in line with the life of high school students and is easier to master. Therefore, a selection of materials that is close to life and can open up ideas can help candidates achieve better results.