Posts tagged with "essay"
Sunday, 28. May 2006, 10:41:41
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Sometimes, some details in our life easily dampen our eyes, if we didn’t record them in time, they would disappear soon , in the wind…But we once felt so warm at that moment…
These days, I caught a cold, not serious, though, thus I didn’t care it, and I even didn’t take any medicine, for I thought it would be well soon given my general state of health. It happened we just finished one exam , and after finishing explaining the exam paper, I had to help the students analyze their writing one by one…I just talked too much….Never had I expected that I should lose voice that day- sounds suddenly I became a mute…How embarrassing it is! I couldn’t speak in class, so I had to let them do exercises.
This morning, when I entered the office, to my surprise, I found an orange can sitting on my desk, beside which lay a lovely piece of paper ,actually it was about a detailed introduction to the can in a humorous way, for the author even quoted general secretary Hu Jintao’s words to confirm its powerful effect in helping relieve the sore pain in throat. I didn’t know who left it there, for there wasn’t any trace but the piece of introduction paper. I just felt something warm running through my heart, a feeling of being concerned and it should come from my student! According to the handwriting on the introduction paper, I could sense who he was. So later this day, when I corrected his homework, I also enclosed my appreciation for what he had done for me in his exercise book. Though it was such a tiny thing, it warmed my heart at that moment…
Another thing I want to mention from my experience of being “mute” is that something we take for granted in our life should be so important, for example, our voice, only when we lose it will we realize how much it counts to us…
Just cherish our life , enjoy our life and be the best of ourselves!
Saturday, 20. May 2006, 07:05:49
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Never ignore the love around us, even it is from a nameless life. True love will bridge any heart and fills the world with sunshine…
Recently, I read an article from the popular magazine “Women”, which really touches me deeply, here I’d like to share the story with friends here. It’s a story between sister and brother.
The gal hated the younger bro since the day he was born for her family members were so happy that they invited all their relatives to celebrate it, which is a sharp contrast with the scene when she was born, for the people around all sighed. So since that moment, her hatred towards the young brother grew in her heart.
Unfortunately, when the boy was very young, he suffered from a serious disease leading to his weak wisdom. Instead of showing sympathy, the elder sister even felt happier, for in her eyes, if her young brother was more foolish, she could gain more love from her parents. Since the boy suffered from that disease, he changed totally, mentally as well as physically, a bit ugly indeed. His little fellows all laughed at him, while the elder sister never offered help, instead, she enjoyed watching the scene. She never allowed his company, never allowed him to go to her school in case she would lose face before her friends. When her parents were not at home, she would threaten him seriously and warned him to leave her further away.
One day, the elder sister stole ten yuan from the drawer, when her father found the money had been stolen, he asked the gal, but the gal refused to admit, instead, she suggested maybe the young brother did it. Then the angry father asked the silly brother the same question, the boy stared at his sister without speaking. The gal was very frightened, if the boy didn’t admit, she would have to face heavy punishment…Quite out of her expectation, the silly bro admitted it was he who did it, just like a hero. Of course, the father beat him heavily. The sister felt a bit happier, but since that case, she was no longer showing a crow over her brother.
One day, the young bro greeted the elder sister from home after she came back from school, with an ice cream in his dirty hand. The boy just wanted to share with her sister although it was his favorite, but the sister was reluctant to accept, for it was so dirty…The boy kept murmuring, “Please eat, dear sister…”,she was so embarrassed at that time, she thought, “ If only he wasn’t a fool!”
Another day, the sister begged her father to buy an electronic dictionary for her classmates all had it, but her father refused. Tears ran down her cheeks. The little brother went to his room and took out all the change he had saved, saying, “ sister, I will buy for you”…
Time went by, the sister no longer showed hostile attitude to the boy, though she still couldn’t love him that much.
Once after a test, she saw her mum was waiting for her at the school entrance. She sensed her mum was a bit sad, so she asked why. Her mother’s eyes misted. “Your brother had intended to accompany me to see u, but he went back home again for he was afraid others would laugh at you for having one such silly brother..”. Tears again blurred her eyes. Her brother wasn’t that foolish, for he still remembered the words she warned him when young.
The day when the sister left for university, all the family members went to see her off, including the silly brother. She patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him to work harder so that one day he could also study in a university, although she knew it was a remote dream for him forever, he only kept sobbing.. Before he got on the train, he put a box in the sisters' hands. Then the train started, with the brother running together, his figure was a bit clumsy, but at that moment, she suddenly felt her brother was so handsome, just like an angel that was flying, and she felt so reluctant to leave him behind…The train moved forward, step by step, far away from her familiar hometown. Suddenly , she remembered the box sent by her brother.
Once again ,tears moistened her eyes…
In it lies two hundred yuan as well as some scattering change…That was all the money he had saved for years…She also found an old photo of them. She remembered the scene when they took the photos, at that time, the photographer asked them to move a bit closer, so the young brother caught her clothes with a foolish smile on his face while the sister had a long face…On the back of the photo were written four words: “ sister, I love you!”
Wind dried her eyes, in her heart, she told herself, if possible, she still hoped to be his sister.
Details were filled in this article, along with the sister’s guilty heart. Time and time again, I was touched by the sincere feeling from the so called silly brother. He is a fool, but he possesses a golden heart. He always showed his sincere love to his sister who on the other hand looked down upon him. He is just so nameless, no one could perceive his existence, even his beloved sister, yet he just showed all he could to his sister and finally touched his sister’s heart.
It’s just such a common article, but I just can’t resist the strong true feeling behind the lines. Yeah, love is a permanent topic, especially love between opposite sex, but the love between brother and sister is also that touching. .esp the love from such a fool…
Never ignore the love around us, even it is from a nameless life. True love will bridge any heart and fills the world with sunshine...2006-4-14 23:45:16
Saturday, 20. May 2006, 07:02:05
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As to this topic, actually, it’s too big for me, however, I just want to share my shallow opinion from my working experience. Here we go. I work in a key senior high school, and I remember when I graduated several years ago, the situation is much better compared now, the students can find numerous fun from their study and the teachers can enjoy their work, but now, the situation just goes beyond what we have to bear.
Here is the situation of students. Generally, the students spend almost all their time in studying, and they only have one day break once a month, when they can have a chance to go back home, and they just spend almost all their time buried in the books, thus most of them suffer from near-sighted. What’s worse, some students even suffer from some psychological problems due to the endless pressure from school as well as their parents. Some students even commit suicide when they failed to meet the high expectation from their parents. Our present education just put overwhelming emphasis on textbooks and ignore aspects such as morality and ethics, as a result, a large number of students are tired of study, but they should be at an age when studying should be full of fun…Some of them have to give up their dreams, instead, they have to spend their energy in learning boring book knowledge, which will not be really relevant to their future life. To some extent, some students’ interest gradually die away, for now their only purpose in their life is to study in first-class universities…
The situation of teachers are not better. They have to follow strict regulations. Long working hours render them have no passion in class, and they have no time to care for their child due to limited spare time, take my school for example, the teachers will work six evenings, only one evening free, let alone in the daytime. They have no time to relax thus the working efficiency is comparatively low. Does it really meaningful? The fact is that some of the teachers kill the long boring time in office by chatting…Besides, the teachers still have to use traditional way in their class for there is no access to pc both in the classroom and office, for the school leaders are afraid that the teachers will play online, while they just ignore the fact that the advantage of pc far outweighs its disadvantage, it would greatly improve the class efficiency and motivate students to study passionately.
Why the situation becomes so worse? Although our government has put forward the concept of quality education for long, the exam-oriented education is still popular, which is the fundamental reason for the fierce competition among schools, thus both the students and the teachers are the victims of the teaching system. I do hope a reform will be carried out in this field, and let the students enjoy studying and really experience the pleasure in it and let the teachers feel proud of being the soul engineers.
But when will the day really come?
2006-4-14 20:33:44
Friday, 19. May 2006, 13:25:27
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How to deal with beggars is a tough question that puzzled me for long. Nowadays, there is a growing tendency that fewer and fewer people would be willing to show sympathy for beggars. It doesn’t mean people’s social morality declines, however, it is because people are frequently being cheated by the so- called beggars,so they are reluctant to show sympathy for them again. So sometimes it’s very difficult to distinguish a real beggar from a fake one.
Personally, how to deal with beggars depends on the real situation. For example, if the beggars are old, or disabled or young kids, maybe people should show sympathy for them. All of them may have some sad stories behind. On the other hand, if they are still young and able, I think they shouldn’t deserve our sympathy, for they could support themselves through their own efforts. There is also one such phenomenon that some young kids were stolen by some thieves, who made the kids disabled and forced them to beg money. People easily tend to show sympathy for disabled young kid, thus the piteous kids became the tool of making money for the cruel thieves. I felt pity for the poor disabled child, for their life is miserable. I hope something must be done by related sectors to save the disabled kids.
Every one of us may have some experiences related to beggars, so do I. I was once cheated by beggars. One summer, one my way to the supermarket, I happened to come across two disabled kids. One is round ten years old, crawling along the street, while another younger one lied on a board in front of him. So poor they were! I think if I gave them money, they may can’t buy anything for both of them were disabled, so I went to the supermarket and bought something to eat for them. The elder boy only nodded at me, without saying anything. He ever couldn’t speak! A few days later, the two kids appeared in the newspaper. Both of them were very healthy, and they only pretended to be disabled to win sympathy from people. Although I was cheated, I still felt sorry for them. Anyway, they are still so young! It should be an age that is full of happiness instead of tasting the hardship of life ! They should receive good education just like other children do at their age instead of wandering along the street! But what can we do?
Here I’d like to share my another experience during my short stay in Scotland. One day my friends and I were wandering in the city centre of Edinburgh, when we happened to come across a beggar. The beggar sat comfortably in the corner, with a blanket covered his knees, for it’s a bit chilly at that time. He held a piece of paper, saying, “ I don’t drink! I don’t smoke! I’m cold! I’m hungry! Please help me!” It means the beggar only expected people to help him with his basic requirements and he would never spend the money on drinking and smoking.
I also met a different kind of beggar, or street musician more exactly. A man sat there playing some musical instrument, beside him sat his pet- a dog, with a cap in the dog’s mouth for containing money given by passers-by. I respected him, for he earned money by selling his skills. He was not lonely because he was accompanied by his best friend – his dog. It sounds like a sentimental beautiful picture!
It still haunts in my mind until now- a musician, a dog, chilly street, cool beauty…
by moonriver~
2006-3-18 23:15:52
Friday, 19. May 2006, 13:23:47
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Sometimes ,some pieces of memory will imprint so deeply in our heart that it always finds every chance to squash in our minds again. It happened just like yesterday.
A gal’s happy smile was deeply engraved in my mind. Actually, I’m not familiar with her, only knowing she is a Chinese teacher. But whenever I met her, she usually greeted me with a sweet smile…Later, she suffered from a fatal cancer and had to leave the world she loved so much.
Of course, it’s a sad story…Now, she is sleeping in another world…Just like a delicate and charming flower, suddenly withered in face of storm. I don’t know why I always think of her, after all, she is only a passer-by through my life…but her smile just touched me in such a deep way that I usually can’t help missing her…
Our life is so short…. We may encounter numerous misfortunes and setbacks during the process, and each challenge will make us more strong. We may complain too much that we just overlook the happiness in the process. Actually, being living healthily itself is kind of happiness. Our life is the holy bless from the God, and we have no right just to take it for granted. At least, we should make the best of it. If we were grass, we can decorate the ground; if we were flowers, we can shed fragrance to the world; If we were stars, we can shine the sky…Don’t just underestimate our impact on the world. One day, if we have to say goodbye to the world, we will have a clear conscience and have nothing to regret, for we once took our life so seriously and just made the best of it…
by moonriver~
2006-3-17 21:45:36
Friday, 19. May 2006, 13:21:45
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While mentioning dream, people usually easily connect it with ambition or expectation in our life. Yeah, every one of us may have a dream in our heart., and the dream may vary as time went on…Here, I’d like to discuss the dream that accompanies us every night, whether we realize it or not, it’s an indispensable part of our life. Last night, I really had a fantastic dream…
University life may count so much for us, for it’s the best time in our life, we are young, beautiful, energetic and passionate …last night, I dreamed that I was back in my dormitory again, with all my dear roommates, the scene was so realistic…we were so happy to see each other again after so many years. I even held one of my dear sis phoenix’s hands and told her I doubted it was in the dream. Of course, I was in the dream…She now immigrates in Canada…
I like dreaming. There were usually incredible scenes in my dream, and sometimes, I couldn't help laughing while dreaming…And my roommates often told me that they could hear me laugh slightly in the dream and envied me so much, for at that time, some of them were preparing for the post graduate exam and suffered so much pressure that it may be difficult for them to sleep tightly. One graduation message impressed me much from one of my roommates: “I will never forget your slight laughter in the dream, envy you having such a light heart to enjoy a sweet dream every day…”
Since I started working, sounds that I can hardly gain such a light heart to have a sweet dream again. Every day is a struggle, and we are busy making a balance between life and work…I was really happy to have a sweet reunion with my dear classmates again, even in the dream…
by moonriver~
2006-3-18 11:25:40
Friday, 19. May 2006, 13:12:15
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What’s the most precious thing in our life? Different people may hold different view. As for me, the answer is possessing a kind heart. Being kind itself is a touching beauty and it’s the only thing in the world that will not fade with the fleeting time.
Now, let me share a story with you, maybe many of you have already read it. It’s just such a simple story, but we can learn sth from it…
Here goes the story. After a storm, tens of thousands of fish was cast on the beach. A little boy was busy picking up the fish and throwing it back at sea when a passerby asked him," Why do u spare so much effort to pick up the fish? You can’t save them all!"" At least it meant much for the fish that I picked up, for they regain their life !” Without even looking at the passerby, the boy continued his work. Of course, the passerby was stunned. He was greatly inspired by the spirits of the little boy. What a shining heart he possessed!
I think it’s an impressive story that will easily touch each heart. We are not expected to do great things for our country, but we can do some simple things to warm the world. Don’t underestimate our impact we will have on others. A kind smile, a concerned greeting, a soft encouragement…may warm a frozen heart. A bunch of flower may mean a whole spring for the person in need…
Never hesitate to offer our love when necessary...
by moonriver~
2006-3-15 21:07:45IZE]
Friday, 19. May 2006, 13:09:34
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When love falls, the flower blooms silently...
I'm not sure whether it's worthy for me to write it down, but it was once such a sweet dream covering my heart for three years...Everyone of us may have the first love at an age when we still don't know it, bitter,sweet,whatever feeling it could bring us,anyway,we can't deny it's unique beauty and its impact it has on our hearts...Such a stunning flower bloomed in a naive heart...
The story goes back my senior high school days. Exactly speaking,it was senior one when i was facing a tough choice- whether to study arts or sciences. It's really so difficult for me to make a decision at that time, for i'm good at all subjects,esp Physics, English and History,sounds really a conflict to choose physics and History at the same time. Besides,There was a general-accepted prejudice over art students. It sounds only backward students will choose studying arts.But i held the view that studying arts is romantic,so finally,I decided to choose arts. When I told my headteacher my decision,he was very surprized,"You should choose arts? No clever student choose that!"So i gave up my decision and continued to study in science class for one more month.Later, it happened both my headteacher and Chinese teacher went out for further study,Then one day,a new Chinese teacher gave lessons for us.He is a handsome young boy and also the headteacher in charge of art class.He is really so attractive,at least,i thought that way at that time.He never used textbook while giving lectures, for all were printed in his minds.I think I was drunk in that lesson.It was that lesson that changed my life.Sometimes, our life is dramatically changed by something that sounds so trivial in other people's mind,but it really means so much for the people involved.Then I told him that I want to study in art class...It went on quite smoothly for he was willing to accept any diligent student from science class.So I'm a new student in art class and became monitor as well.
He walked into my heart just from that lesson. As time went on,he left more in my heart...I'm not sure whether it was love,but i do care him,every details of life,even I could distinguish his footsteps faraway...Of course,he is a responsible teacher and concerned the life of each of his students.To him,I'm only one of the top students he appreciates very much while in my eyes, he is my whole world...
Time flies...I lived in the dream I wove myself for three years.Pity I'm the only character in the love story.I'm such a shy gal and buried myself so deelpy that he even didn't get any hint from me.For example,if i happened to meet him in the campus, I would choose another way to avoid meeting him directly...
Thanks for sharing my story.You may feel very disappointed for nothing happened in the love story,after all,it's only an unrequited love...But I do care my feeling about him,it's a pure love story booming in a naive heart...Suddenly, I feel like I'm being the mermaid in the fairytale"The mermaid of the sea",She fell in love with the prince who would never know her existence,but in the mermaid's heart,she still felt very happy ,although she got nothing from the love story,even sacrificed her life...That's love...
Well,you may be very interested in the end of the story,my best friend married him and they now lived happily now.
Several days ago,after i finished morning classes and went out to buy breakfast,i happened to meet him again after so many years...He is a bit older,of course,he felt very happy to come across me again...The love feeling has gone forever ,years ago,with the wind,I asked myself:Is this the man i once loved so deeply?
Till now,he never knows that he was once the cloud that happened to cover my sky and made my heart weeping...
When flower blooms,have you ever heard the sounds of falling leaves?
by moonriver~
2006-3-13 13:26:48
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