The revelation of a small thing to me, essay, 900 words, died in a hurry

Satisfied. Takeaways from the exam.

Another exam is over. Every exam will give you a lesson or some experience, and the lesson I got from this exam is that there are always mistakes.

After the math test, I felt very good, the paper was very simple, the questions went well, and then I checked it seriously, and after making sure that it was all right, there was always a hope in my heart: a full score in the math test.

After leaving the examination room, the hope of a perfect score was getting closer and closer to me. I boldly matched the answers with my classmates, and the questions were correct. Seeing that some students were frustrated and annoyed because they found the wrong answers, I secretly thought to myself:

It feels good to get everything right, and I'm glad that I did the questions carefully during the exam and checked them again, and I was happier than ever.

But after a while, this special joy turned into an unprecedented sadness and disappointment.

I drew that picture very big. I said with a little pleasure.

No, it's okay, it's not big.

I was shocked, could it be that I drew it wrong?It's impossible, I've drawn this picture twice, it should be the other party's mistake, or it's the difference in personal feelings, I'm so relieved?But I was still very apprehensive in my heart.

I didn't dare to answer confidently anymore, but I overheard another group of people reporting the unsettling answer in unison. I was dumbfounded, it was really me who was wrong, and sure enough, I was wrong!I actually crossed the picture with the text!

I didn't even check it out!After all calculations, I still neglected one place!The hope of a perfect score burst in my heart like a bubble 3 points slipped away from my test paper so quietly 3 points is such a big loss for such an easy test paper!

And just like that, I regretted an afternoon.

This is negligence, and you can't hide from it. However, since the ranking is based on the total score of the four courses, the results of the other subjects finally lived up to my efforts. Thus the second revelation is obtained:

Learning requires holistic development. Maybe because of other aspects of excellence improved the overall grade. Of course, if you keep your oversights to a minimum, while at the same time trying to improve the excellence of other subjects, the overall grade will be greatly improved.

Therefore, it is important to develop holistically.

Generally speaking, negligence cannot be avoided, but it can be minimized, and comprehensive development is a shortcut to make up for it.

It happened one afternoon in the summer. The sun hung high in the air like a big ball of fire, without a hint of wind. The flowers and plants all bowed their heads listlessly, drowsy.

Even the asphalt road was softened, and a deep wheel mark was printed, and I was walking on the way from school, wearing a hat, but still sweating all over my face, how I longed to eat ice cream to quench my thirst!

As I walked, I saw a group of people in front of me buying ice cream, and I felt unbearably thirsty, so I squeezed into the crowd and bought one. Took a bite of ice cream and wow!

It's so comfortable, cold from head to toe. I threw the ice cream paper away, and it fluttered right outside the peel box. I had the heart to run over to pick it up, and then I thought: Forget it, isn't it just an ice cream paper, nothing remarkable, so I continued to walk forward.

After a while, I came to a fork in the road and saw a little boy of five or six years old running towards his mother with an ice cream. While running, he shouted: "Mom, here you go!"

He ran to his mother, put the ice cream to his mother's mouth with one hand, and threw the ice cream paper to the ground with the other hand, and his mother leaned over to pick up the ice cream paper and said, "The land father-in-law loves cleanliness as much as you do, and if you get his clothes dirty, he will be angry." It's up to all of us to keep it hygienic, and there's a peel box over there, and mom and you throw the ice cream into the box.

With that, they walked up to the crate and threw the ice cream paper in.

Looking at this scene, my face suddenly turned red to the base of my neck, and the demeanor, words and deeds of the mother and son were like a stone, breaking the peace of my mind. The ice cream in my mouth, somehow, didn't feel cool at all. Not only that, but I feel unusually hot, my face has nowhere to hide, my body has nowhere to hide, and my heart is like an overturned five-flavor bottle, bitter, spicy, sweet and sour, I can't tell what kind of taste it is.

I looked at the distant backs of the mother and son, and felt that I was missing something, and that I was too small to raise my head ......

In the days that followed, the weather continued to be hot, and a heat wave surrounded the city. As always, when I'm thirsty, I buy an ice cream to beat the heat. I just didn't let the ice cream wrapper flutter in the wind, but carefully put it in the bin.

I calmly savored the sweetness and coolness of the ice cream.

On the balcony of our attic, there is a dozen square meters of open space, and my grandfather planted some vegetables in the open space, which can be used to enjoy the shade, and secondly, to let me feel the happiness of relying on my own labor.

I remember one day last year, my grandfather and I went to the balcony to enjoy the shade, suddenly, my grandfather found that something different appeared in the open space, he looked closely, it was actually a watermelon seedling, grandpa said that this seedling was grown from the boy who inadvertently vomited down when we ate watermelon. This unexpected harvest made our whole family very happy, especially me, who went to the balcony whenever I had time to see, water and fertilize. The small watermelon seedlings soon grew up, hovering over the whole clearing, with curved vines and small pale yellow flowers, which were very cute.

Every night, I would go to the balcony with my grandfather to feel the coolness of the summer breeze, and the moon poked out of the clouds, shining the bright light on the earth, and the little yellow flowers fluttering in the wind, which was so lovely. I fantasized about being able to eat the watermelon I had grown, and I laughed out loud.

Soon after, the watermelon seedling really produced a watermelon, like a small ball, and there were pale green fine hairs, and my grandfather and I took care of it more carefully, and often went to see if it had grown a little. As the days passed, the little watermelon grew bigger and bigger, almost the size of my fist. One day, my grandfather suddenly said to me:

I can't ask for this watermelon, so cut it off! "I don't understand what's going on, and I won't let my grandfather cut it anyway. Grandpa said:

Look at this watermelon, it has grown to the edge of the land, there are walls on all sides, there is no room to grow up, keep it, it will be difficult for other melons to grow again. "Seeing that the melon I had carefully planted was about to be cut, my original confidence suddenly fell to a low point, and under the repeated persuasion of my grandfather, the watermelon was still cut off, and my tears rolled down involuntarily, and I decided not to pay attention to the watermelon again. But Grandpa still took care of it as always.

About a month later, one day I came to the balcony again, and suddenly found that there was a watermelon in the clearing, which grew in the most **, it was so conspicuous, wrapped in a circle of green patterns. I couldn't help but like it, and gradually I started growing it with my grandfather again.

After another month, under our care, the small watermelon has the size of an ordinary watermelon, and the light green and dark green skin are reflected in the sunlight, so vibrant.

This experience of planting melons not only made me realize the happiness of relying on my own labor, but also made me understand that success not only requires unremitting efforts, but also sometimes learns to give up something, because giving up is for greater success!

Chen Atu is a Taiwanese farmer who has never traveled far away.

Finally, he got a chance to travel abroad as part of a tour group. Everything abroad is very new to him, especially when he participates in a luxury group and lives in a standard room, which makes him feel even more novel.

This morning, the waiter knocked on the door to deliver breakfast and said loudly to him: "Good morning, sir!" ”

Chen Atu was stunned: What does this mean? In their hometown, most strangers will ask when they meet:

What's your last name? Thinking of this, Chen Atu shouted loudly: "My name is Chen Atu!"

In this way, for three days in a row, it was the waiter who knocked on the door and shouted every day: "Good morning, sir!" ”。

And Chen Atu also replied loudly: "My name is Chen Atu!" ”

After a few days, he was very angry: this waiter was too stupid, and every day he asked himself what his name was, and told him that he couldn't remember, it was really annoying! Finally, he couldn't help it and ran to ask the tour guide, "Good morning, sir!"

What does it mean, the tour guide told him the answer.

Oh, my God! What a shame! ”

Do you know what that means.

o(∩_o~

Let's take a look. o(∩_o~

After returning to the room, Chen Atu repeatedly practiced "good morning, sir!" This sentence in order to be able to deal with the waiter decently.

The next morning, the waiter came to knock on the door as usual, and as soon as the door opened, Chen Atu shouted: "good morning, sir!" ”

At the same time, the waiter shouted: "I'm Chen Atu!" ”

This story tells us that the interaction between people is often a contest of willpower and willpower, either you influence him, or he influences you. And if we want to be successful, we must cultivate our own influence; Only people with great influence can become the strongest in life!!

On the sidewalk on the side of the road, there is a constant flow of pedestrians. There are garbage cans on the side of the road, but there is a lot of garbage on the side of the garbage boys, but everyone picks them up and throws them into the garbage can.

When the two elementary school students saw it, they immediately picked up the garbage with their hands and put it in the trash can, and one of the little boys also wrote a line of words, which was pasted on the top of the trash can: Civilization, only one step away! This line of words is to call on everyone to take care of public health and maintain the image of the city.

After reading this cartoon, I couldn't help but feel emotional.

Indeed, civilization is indeed only one step away. Now there are always a few such people who are unwilling to take this step. Throwing garbage around the trash can is convenient for you, but it damages the public environment of the city.

Further, could it be that only two children found this pile of garbage? Definitely not. But people often just condemn people who throw away garbage for not being hygienic. And I didn't think to pick up the garbage, which was just a gesture but I didn't want to do it, so what's the use of blaming?

Since then, we have seen that there are some papers on the ground that should be picked up, and we should not throw away candy wrappers after eating. In this way, our city will be much more beautiful, and we must also know how to take care of cleanliness, and everyone is responsible.

Just like these two primary school students are worth learning from, it would be good if everyone was like them, they didn't have the slightest dirtiness in the face of garbage, they used their actions to maintain the urban environment, and if everyone used their own actions to do it, there must be a good living environment.

Civilization - only one step away.

One thing inspired me.

There are many things in the picture that I remember that have faded with the passage of time, but there is only one thing that is still fresh in my memory.

It was a Saturday. At noon, my mother wants to make a cold salad, and she needs to smash the garlic into garlic puree. When mom got everything ready, she started smashing the garlic.

At this time, I was reading a book and smelled a smell that could make ** tears, and I guessed that my mother must be smashing garlic. So, I ran to the kitchen after having never seen smashing garlic, and when I saw my mother being smoked with garlic, I thought to myself: Mom can't even smash garlic, so isn't that a piece of cake for me --- Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts?

Look at me! I snatched the remaining three garlic from my mother's hand, put them in a container, and smashed them with something that was specifically used to smash garlic. However, the garlic in the container didn't seem to listen to me, and when I smashed it, the garlic "flew around" in the container, and I was so angry that I smashed it.

Suddenly, a garlic jumped out of the container, onto the board, and spun around triumphantly, as if to say, "Come on! Come on!

You can't catch me! ”

What to do? By the way, because the garlic is round, it is not easy to smash, and if the garlic is flattened, isn't it easy to smash? That's it. I flattened the garlic with a knife. Then smashed it and tried it, hey! It's really good!

Doesn't this verify that sentence--- there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who have a heart!"

Through this incident, I learned that there is learning everywhere in life.