Silent wind, blowing green the earth; Love, silence, moistens the soul.

Some people once thought that my father was a slow-witted person.

When I was a child, I flew kites with my mother and my father picked them up.

Learning to ride a bike, my mother helped me fall down, and my father stood by and called me up to continue.

When I was a child, I was in trouble. It was my father who hit me and my mother who gave me the medicine.

It was my mother who blew candles with me at the birthday party, and it was my father who blew balloons for me.

Finger infection, when I went to the hospital to pull out my broken nails, my mother held me trembling slightly and repeatedly told me not to be afraid. It was my father who was held tightly by me without saying a word.

..... because my father can't express his feelings, or ...

I began to look for the answer with my heart.

Every time, there is something wrong with my bike. The next day, it was repaired and polished. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it.

I always put a sharpened pencil on the desk the morning before every exam. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it.

Every time I get angry about a sudden trip, the TV screen always lights up. I know, it was my father.

Every time I come home from school, I can almost eat hot meals. I know, my father made it.

The file on the desk was put by my father.

The beloved alarm clock at the bedside was repaired by my father.

The mark on the wall of the hut was erased by my father.

……

Suddenly, I realized that it was not my father's "dullness" but my stupidity. I didn't realize the warmth behind silence!

Light is silent and illuminates the earth; Love is silent and warms the heart.

Fatherly love is silent.

Mutter und Sohn

Family, an eternal theme. It is this family whose blood is thicker than water that accompanied us through every unforgettable day and wrote our colorful life.

Through the window of history, I peeped, and I saw family ties and stories about the past, present and future.

More than a hundred years ago, a thunderstorm, a downpour and a strong wind rushed to the boat carrying children. The child and the mother on the shore cried bitterly, but to no avail, so the flesh and blood separated and the wind roared. It looked at this scene with a smile and laughed at the thin mother for not changing the fate of the separation of flesh and blood. I not only saw the tragedy of this scene in the past 100 years, but also saw the thoughts in the days of separation. During the long night, fishing boats lit up their fishing lights. Through this slight fire, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother staring with tears. "Mom", my great mother, I must come back to you! "Hope" convinced his son that the darkness would be dispelled by the bright sun one day. Finally, on a sunny morning, a small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born. Mother and son are crying and excited. At this time, the window of history watched quietly. For mother and son, this is something to be proud of. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that under this joy, my mother still hides a trace of depression. It turns out that my mother has a son named Taiwan Province Province. Although Taiwan Province Province is only separated from her mother by a gorge, she failed to throw herself into her mother's arms. His eyes are full of helplessness. In a dying tree by the window of history, a bird with broken wings cried, "Mom, I want to go home, go home …" The bird's cry made everyone hear. The injured mother bird flew to save her baby. Mother bird is tired of flying to find birds, but at the moment she doesn't stop, but is busy treating the bird's injury and looking for food for it. Finally, the bird's injury was completely cured, and she flew in the air with her mother. Look around: the old dead trees have sprouted under the rain.

The wind is clear, the clouds are quiet, the sky is blue and the grass is green. Because of family, the world becomes wonderful; Because affection is bound to be a reunion of mother and son.

Love your son deeply and feed him back seriously.

There is true love, there is true love. In the deep truth, the coldest person remembers the affection that blood is thicker than water. Accompanying children's happy growth is the true love that blood is thicker than water, and it is the feedback that blood is thicker than water, so that the elderly in Huasijia can spend their old age safely.

People say that father loves mountains, maternal love is like water, maternal love is like water, and father loves mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers set each other off, playing a cheerful love song.

In a report, a story was truly recorded. In an earthquake, houses collapsed sharply, causing serious casualties to residents here. In the rescue of the rescue team, I overheard the baby crying, but found the young couple carrying heavy objects with their own bodies in the ruins. The child among them was safe and sound, and a pair of parents made a love choice between life and death. Faced with such a choice, I think the choices of parents all over the world will be surprisingly consistent.

Landscape breeds civilization. We should protect the landscape environment. So what should we do about maternal love and fatherly love that is deeper than water and higher than mountains? A 65-year-old mother unfortunately suffered from uremia and suffered from illness in her hospital bed. As a son, she witnessed her elderly mother groaning in her hospital bed. At the moment when she collided with her eyes in order to survive, he was heartbroken and decided to give her a kidney. "But how much love the grass has, she got three rays of spring." What day did Shi Guo answer with action? He turned her fragile body into a rock with love, and he gave it to all the mothers in the world with sincerity.

Love children deeply, eager to feed back. It is deep love that brings warmth to the family. Writing about social harmony is a sincere action. Looking at family is like a lamp, it quietly illuminates every corner of our lives, and like the wind, it blows away the snowflakes and brings infinite spring.

This is family, so unpretentious, this is family, so unforgettable.

Affection, flowers, fragrance overflowing, soaking people's hearts and spleen; Family, crystal dew, beautiful and pure, lovable; Family, bright moon, elegant and quiet, soft and attractive!

Inspirational class 1 Leave as soon as you meet.

When I was a child, my teacher often said that I was "promising". I only know it's a compliment, but I don't understand what it means. When I grow up, I gradually understand that I have been working hard blindly. I have no goal to pursue and no direction. Those successes are meaningless in the eyes of others. In such absurd confusion and confusion, I gradually indulged myself.

I don't want to study. It is right to receive nine-year compulsory education. I am now in the second grade and graduated from junior high school. I don't know if I want to continue my studies, but I should. In China, where my diploma is a stepping stone, dropping out of junior high school is almost like suicide. What's more, I do nothing but study.

At school, if I have more perseverance and toughness, I will shine in at least two aspects.

In the past, my articles were well written, compared with those around me, but after two consecutive articles, they were not very popular. At that time, my mentality was extremely incorrect, and every subsequent writing was influenced by it. I'm going from bad to worse, like a deflated ball, but whatever, my current writing level has become an ordinary person with the rapid development of others, and I haven't written any insightful articles for a long time.

My math scores are not bad either. The teachers who helped me in this course all said that I was smart and wanted to be a mathematician. When I was young, I believed that I could solve those world problems when I grew up. But as I get older, I find that everything has its resistance, not to mention countless people have tried things that have failed, so I don't care about this advantage.

My Mandarin is fairly standard. For a while, my reading level was ahead of my class, and my defects gradually became longer. My voice is low, my reading intensity is naturally not enough, my tone is a little low, and reading has no lasting appeal. These can be changed, but I don't think it's necessary, and I soon lose interest. At the beginning of last month, I was the monitor. At the beginning of Grade One, when management problems began to appear, I sighed and dared not face them. This time, I didn't take part in the monitor election, but gave up ... "Young people don't work hard, but the old people are sad", "You have to work hard for the future of your horse, but Mo Longxue sighs in vain" ... I recited these poems like self-mockery.

I know this is absolutely impossible. A good piece of wood can be used as a work of art as well as firewood.

I tried to put the question down and felt much more relaxed. This is not inevitable. I think the confusion I thought in the past is just a dead end. As long as I didn't think about it, nothing happened. I tried my best. That empty day passed, and I returned to a full life. Although I haven't tried hard for the time being, this dreamy age makes me feel that my dream will be found. Although the idea of "excellent now" is not far away.

"Teenagers are the most likely to get lost." I am one of the copies of this sentence. I can't break free and I don't want to give in. The road was built by people. Even in the wilderness, I am fearless and have no choice. I might as well open up a new path.

The future! I'll do it.

Stand up in the face of difficulties

The blue sea is foggy, and the solitary sail is shining with white light. It's going to a distant place to look for something. Below are white waves and above are golden sunshine, but restless sails are praying for a storm, as if there is a quiet country in the storm!

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After a winter's silence, moths finally showed people the magnificence of life and forged a tough character in the early days of life. After five years of silence, Yi finally bloomed the flowers that she devoted her life to, which surprised the world. What a wonderful story, natural creatures stand up and sing praises to life in the face of difficulties, and we humans have created immortal history in the face of difficulties!

The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.

"The brave walk, easy to be cold, the iron skeleton clank, upright and awe-inspiring, wyndell dichinson Qinwangge." In those difficult times, the disaster of the country and the mission of the country were all on you, but you didn't back down. The reed flowers behind you are swaying in the wind, and you fall in Qin Gong without any regrets. Your story is sung all over the world. Jing Ke, a man who stood tall in the national disaster, gave up his life and realized eternity.

"Xiu Yuan Road is long and its Xiu Yuan is awkward, and I will go up and down." You have repeatedly remonstrated with Wang Jinjin with a long sword, but you have been driven out again and again. Seeing that the villain is in power and there is no way to serve the country, you resolutely stand up and make the final bet with your righteous body. A cup of sand by the Miluo River and two lines of melancholy footprints have witnessed your cry in the sky. "The turbulent waters are clear.

Time is so ruthless that it destroys everything in a hurry and builds everything in a hurry. We can only look at the past, look back on the vicissitudes of life and be moved by the actions of a strong man in the memory of time. How precious it is to stand out in front of life, what a great feat!

The feats of the ancients inspired both predecessors and future generations. It tells people that the difficulties in life are God's failures, and not only should they be corrected, but also God should double indemnity!

Those familiar or unfamiliar faces, crossing the corridor of memory, may have eroded their souls through the long night, and the dark vicissitudes have changed their faces. What will never come is the heart lamp in people's hearts. Light a heart lamp to rise in difficulties and hold your chest in life!

The blue sky is colorful because of white clouds. How beautiful blue and white are! Life is colorful because of holding out your chest, just like spring crossing the cold winter, how happy life is! 3 Life in a Stone Crack

The stubborn life between the cracks often moves me to tears.

It is the uncertain wind that scatters the seeds that have not been picked to the ends of the earth. When they can no longer find soil, they put their last hope in this gap. Although they can share the warmth of the sun and get wet, they must find the soil on which all life depends. How severe the reality they face.

As a result, an amazing miracle appeared in nature, and tenacious life sprouted among barren rocks.

Or just a bunch of nameless weeds, which are yellow in autumn in Chun Lv and lazy in the years. They don't have the conditions to grow broad leaves, because they can't find enough nutrients to make the grass full. They only have three or two long and thin leaves, and the subtle veins tell you how difficult it is to survive. What's more, they grow roots under thin leaves themselves, just to suck their mothers' milk less. Then I look for cracks that are not easy to detect. This is life. If this is an instinct, it shows how noble the instinct of life is. Life has the right to think it is magnificent, and its vitality is so unstoppable.

Or a group of hill flowers, mostly bitter dandelions. Their stems and leaves are full of bitter milky juice, and their roots are dug up like wild vegetables in spring. Dandelions in cracks are far less strong than their cousins in the field. Because of the fierce mountain wind, they can't grow tall trunks, because the rocks are barren and can't grow many leaves. Their stems look hard and old. Their leaves have lost their luster because of withering, and only their roots are like flexible and powerful tendons, like vines with rigidity in softness, buried deep in the narrow cracks between stone cracks. They can no longer serve as fresh wild vegetables for people, and silently serve as reliable graspers for those who climb the mountain. This is how life is regulated and changed by the environment. Although the law of survival of the fittest is merciless, all the fittest are strong people who overcome the environment.

If there are only these flowers and plants in the crevices, it may only arouse people's pity, and the most amazing thing is that there are towering pines and cypresses growing in the crevices of the rocks, which are majestic and vigorous. They make the mountains have aura and make all life look pale and inferior in front of them. Their trunks grew tenaciously from the cracks in the stone, twisted and rotated, and every inch of the tree coat was scarred. Get up. Get up. How hard it is to go up. Every inch of growth has to go through several degrees of cold and heat, several degrees of spring and autumn. However, they have finally grown into towering trees, with lush foliage and clusters of needles that never wither. They stood on the cliff wall, on the high mountain peak. Only the roots tied to the cliff silently tell you how difficult their growth is. As thick as a python and as thin as a grass snake. Then, along the ruthless bluestone, they stretch over and grab the rock where it lives like sharp claws. Sometimes, a pine and cypress tree, whose roots have to climb over half a cliff, seems to tie countless rocks tightly with a thick cable, let them face the storm, and finally occupy a world for themselves in a living space that does not belong to them.

If all life disdains to find a foothold in the crevices, there will be a large area of forever dead in the world, birds will have nowhere to live, all life that depends on flowers and trees will be extinct, and there will be eternal darkness. If all life only covets black fertile soil, how can they improve their ability to control the environment and become stronger in the reproduction from generation to generation? The world is so wonderful. Imagine that weeds in crevices, once their seeds are scattered on fertile land, will be more vigorous than those delicate seeds that have not been tested by wind and rain; Imagine dandelions in crevices, once their seeds hold up flocculent umbrellas and float to the wet countryside with the wind, they will surely grow stronger than other flowers and be more resistant to the heat and cold; As for the tenacious pine and cypress, it is the lofty embodiment of life, the most perfect symbol of perseverance and will, which inspires all life and sets an example.

May all life not be sad because of falling into a crevice, and may all life dare to seek the most difficult environment. It is in the most difficult situation that life finds itself and knows itself that it can temper itself and grow itself until it finally perfects itself and sublimates itself.

The tenacious life in the crevice is not only biological, but also philosophical, and it is the unity of biology and philosophy. It is also aesthetic. As an aesthetic phenomenon, it shows you not only the layers of greenery that decorate the barren hills, but also the beautiful and magnificent spiritual world.

The tenacious life between the cracks has such a shocking emotional power that the planet we live on becomes magical and brilliant.

Campus class 1 The emperor went to Shaanxi.

You may know that Mr. Wang Zhen, our head teacher, has a very loud nickname "The Emperor goes to Shaanxi", but do you know why he has such a nickname? I don't know? Then let me tell you in detail-

On the first day of school, the students sat in the classroom, waiting for the first appearance of the new class teacher, Mr. Wang Zhen.

As soon as the bell rang, Mr. Wang Zhen quickly came to the classroom door of our class. He smiled and looked at the students in the classroom, and then went straight to the podium without saying anything. He just took a piece of chalk and wrote a big word "true" on the blackboard. Just when the students were puzzled, he suddenly asked a female classmate to stand up and answer the question.

"This classmate, please tell me about the pronunciation and meaning of this word on the blackboard?" He said slowly.

"The word is pronounced' true', which means' more and more'." The female students' answers are accurate and impeccable.

"So, how do you explain the word' improving day by day'?" He asked again.

"Of course it is' getting better and better'!" Several students sitting can't help answering for this female classmate.

While affirming the students' speeches, Teacher Wang Zhen motioned the female students to sit down. Then, he quickly added the word "Wang" before the word "true" on the blackboard and continued to ask questions.

"Now which one of you can tell me the meaning of this word on the blackboard?"

Before the students could answer, he actually said the answer: "Wang Zhen is my name, and improving myself day by day is my greatest ideal." His unique self-introduction won warm applause from the whole class.

After the applause, he added humorously: "In fact, my name can be divided into two words: Zhi and Qin, to show that Wang is the emperor, Zhi is in office, and Qin is Shaanxi. In this way, my name means that the emperor has arrived in Shaanxi. " ……

Therefore, our class teacher, Mr. Wang Zhen, has a nickname "The Emperor went to Shaanxi".

The girls in our class.

The girls in our class are really interesting. For example, the following-

"It's all dark, wait for me!" I called and ran over. "You really didn't call me last night?" The Du Hei I'm talking about is actually Du Hong. We all call her Du Hei because of her dark complexion. I saw that she twisted her head exaggeratedly, and then a series of "haha" sounds came out of her mouth. Finally, she said humorously, "I'm going to invite you today to avenge last night's half-shoot." I quickly said to her, "I want to invite you." Only then did she proudly say, "It's still good to know your mistakes and correct them."

When you enter the classroom, you will find a very quiet girl sitting in the third row on the east side. She is Fu Weijing. Among the girls in our class, I admire her the most. She studies very hard, and she does the supporting exercises more seriously than anyone else, but that doesn't mean she is "a pool of stagnant water". She is also very interesting in speaking, which makes people feel that being with her is a kind of enjoyment. Besides, she can dance.

Oh, Wang Qingling, the representative of the Chinese Department of our class, came over-I thought that Song Qingling was brilliant then, and so is Wang Qingling now. I really doubt that she is the reincarnation of Soong Ching Ling! Her literary talent can be described as profound, and we can know her extraordinary talent from her "Lonely Plum in the Snow" serialized in daily exercise.

There is also a girl sitting in front of me, Feng Xiaoxue, who is "a general can race horses on his forehead and a prime minister can punt on his stomach". She is really generous. I have made her angry several times. If others have ignored me for a long time, she will forgive me every time, and she has been persistently helping me correct my mistakes.

The last one sat behind me. She is really something. Although she wears simple clothes and looks ordinary, her academic performance is "top-notch" in our class, ranking first in the whole grade several times. When we congratulated her, she once solemnly said, "Yesterday's honor can't represent today's achievements. Let's work hard!" We were immediately amused ... Oh, I almost forgot to tell everyone her name. Her name is Wu.

Look, these are the girls in our class. How interesting they are! I like the new campus.

The most attractive spring scenery between heaven and earth is peaches and plums.

Under the sun and moon, the most dazzling place is the school.

Xxx middle school, what do you think when you hear this name?

Is it full of laughter? Is it full of vigor and vitality? Or is the child learning to be a man in it? I've said all this.

We walked into this campus on the day of flowering. Blue sky and white clouds have a heart, and I hope pigeons can fly freely. Teachers and parents have the same heart. I hope we can grow up healthily. On the day when the flowers bloom, we walked into the happy place of the middle school campus and sang happily in the safe campus. On the day when flowers bloom, we swim in the sea of knowledge on the middle school campus and weave dreams with teachers; On the day when flowers bloom, we are willing to write a cheerful movement of a harmonious campus with the notes of our mood.

It was late summer when I first entered school, and it rained occasionally. This is me standing on the railing looking at the campus in the rain. I will have different tastes. I love summer rain, and I love the campus in the rain more. Rain will make people feel fresh and quiet. In summer, the campus is covered with trees. The lush branches and leaves of willow trees are like a green umbrella, covering the dazzling sunshine. Sit behind the playground. The sun shone on the ground through the cracks in the leaves. A little sunshine, breeze blowing, light spots following, just like elves. It's beautiful. The weather is changeable in summer, sometimes it rains, sometimes it is Wan Liqing. Whenever it rains, I always come to the playground, walk between trees and flowers, and welcome the spirit from heaven-rain beads with open arms. From a distance, the teaching building is shrouded in misty rain. Smelling the faint scent of earth and flowers in the air makes me feel refreshed and high. I love my campus, which is full of poetry and painting. I will revel in this poetic mood and learn knowledge. A beautiful campus will only leave me with beautiful memories and make me forget my troubles and worries. I love you, lovely campus.

Raise the ideal sail with our wisdom and courage, and play the strong voice of the times with our youth and life. When we abandon our confusion and grasp the course, when we in Qi Xin work together and make unremitting efforts to paddle, the music of a harmonious campus will eventually play. On the day when flowers bloom, let us study happily in a harmonious educational atmosphere. On the day when flowers bloom, let us cultivate our sentiments in a harmonious fun garden; Let's grow up healthily in a harmonious campus environment on the day when flowers bloom. Philosophy class 1 life is to love sweet potatoes, bitter and sweet, and nothing is perfect in the world. "Only love is perfect. Love with all your heart, regardless of success or failure, that is, "there is no noble appearance except sincere heart".

Love is selfless, love is pure. Love life, love life, love others ... love is more about giving than taking. Tagore said, "People who pick petals can't get the beauty of flowers." Flowers are not beautiful, but people who pick flowers don't understand the true meaning of love. What is more beautiful than flowers is love, the beauty of flowers is endowed by nature, and the flower of love is an elf watered by people!

Love is noble, from pure love between men and women to mutual care between people; From loving family to caring for others; From the love of life to the love of the people of the country, it is noble. Love is also broad, not only to love yourself and life, but also to love others, people and country. A person who only loves himself and himself is not so selfish and narrow-minded as a person without true love. Only with a loving heart can he be regarded as a noble soul!

Love itself has no difference in size. As long as it is dedicated to others, to the people and to the country, no matter how much, it is equally great. Everything that pays the soul is beautiful and lovely, which deserves people's praise!

Love begins with yourself. How can a person who doesn't know how to be kind to himself and enjoy life know how to cherish and enjoy life and how to be kind to others?

Do you know the story of that little boy? A little boy said to his mother in a rage, "I hate you, I hate you …" There was an echo in the valley: "I hate you, I hate you …" The child was very scared. He ran home and told his mother that there was a very bad child in the valley. He said he hated him. His mother took him to the hillside and told him to shout, "I love you, I love you …" The child did as her mother said.

Love is equal and mutual. Life gives you an echo, it returns what you send, you reap what you sow, and you get what you give. If you want others to be your friends, you must be their friends first. Heart to heart, love to win.

Living in this diversified world, people should learn to care for, love and help each other. We care about others, understand others and help others, but who doesn't expect others' love and recognition? No one wants to live alone in this world! A tree can't stop the storm. Life is the condensation of love. How can a person who never loves others get their love? Love is our bond with life.

Keep love in your heart and always be gentle!

The world is beautiful because of love, and life is wonderful because of love. Live with your heart, love every bit of life wholeheartedly, and life will make you happy every day. Love itself is a kind of happiness, and only those who know how to love can really enjoy life! Sunshine always appears after a storm.

"There is always rain and sunshine" is my motto, which has always deeply influenced me and taught me the true meaning of "Plum blossoms are not biting".

/kloc-I am 0/2 years old, and like many peers, I have colorful dreams and hopes; Have interesting childhood stories as colorful as many peers; Also have their own persistent pursuit.

I don't know whether it is the deliberate praise of relatives and friends or the excessive doting of parents. I can often hear all kinds of compliments from people. Someone praised me for being "handsome and compatible with my parents' advantages". Some people praised me for "good figure, small and exquisite, and I am a model material." So I take dancing as my special hobby. I started studying as an amateur two years ago. At first, I thought learning dance was a relaxing and enjoyable thing, but the fact was quite different from my imagination. Every afternoon after school, I didn't enjoy the freedom after school like other students, but followed the track of stepping out of the school gate and entering the classroom of the dance class. Since the basic physical training such as leg press, down fork and handstand, I have survived with tears every day. After every compulsory training, I can't lift my arms and legs, and I feel that I have been beaten all over. How painful! One day, my father picked me up from the dance class. I practice the basic skills of handstand under the guidance of my teacher. For eight minutes, my mouth groaned in pain and tears dripped on the carpet under me. My father took me home, and my mother flew into a rage, calling my birth name and saying, "Yudou, don't learn dancing tomorrow, why learn that thing?" "I also thought about giving up several times. If your ending is happy, you have to endure the immediate pain. " So I didn't choose to give up, but chose to persist. After more than two years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, I not only gained a lot in dance class, but also played the role of "student coach" in dance class. I not only trained hard in dance class, but also finished my homework carefully when I got home. As soon as I am free, my father turns on the dance music in the computer for me to practice and records my movements with a digital camera. Let me find out my shortcomings. Every drill, students and parents all said in unison that my expression, dance, movement and coordination were beautiful and professional. I have been on stage for more than ten times, and I have received warm applause and people's recognition. Some relatives and friends suggested that my parents send me to Inner Mongolia Art College for further study, and some relatives and friends suggested that I go to Shanxi TV Station to participate in the "super junior" competition.

I won the joy of my first success. In August, 2006, he won the second prize of the National Dance Professional Primary School Group in the National Exhibition and Evaluation of Youth Art Education Achievements. In June, 2006, I won the first prize on behalf of my school in the "Celebrating June 1st" art performance jointly organized by the Propaganda Department, the Bureau of Culture and Broadcasting and the Education Bureau. Honor only represents the past, and the future road is the beginning of life. My dream is to enter the Central Academy of Fine Arts in the future, where I will receive higher education and become a national artistic talent.

"Sunshine always comes after rain", I deeply remember this sentence, which makes me go forward bravely in the face of difficulties, and it makes me see the light ahead in hardship. Hope to adopt.