Essay on conflict 500 words 5

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1 In all, we often have conflicts with others because of disagreements, but the most common solutions end in quarrels or cold wars.

Gen-la Zhengyan once said, "To forgive others is to forgive oneself." Often, when a group fails something, we blame others for their mistakes and forget to examine ourselves.

If the words are blurted out without the brain, it will be difficult to recover, and the resulting conflicts will cause unimaginable harm to others, and sometimes even break off friends because of this, which is really worth the loss.

In the face of conflict, we should think carefully about whether such behavior is too selfish. If you hurt others, you hurt yourself. When people get along with each other, there will inevitably be friction and discord, if both parties calm down and communicate first; Maybe life will be better because of fewer strife!

Belgian writer Elos Downe said: Everyone has some shortcomings to a greater or lesser extent, and only care for themselves, and this tolerant attitude should also be used to treat friends. Be more tolerant, face conflicts calmly, and believe that you will be happier when you get along with others.

The next time you encounter a conflict, don't rush to blame others, remember! Calm down, communicate later, and experience the truth of comparing the heart to the heart to the Buddha's heart, so that you won't go crazy about small things!

The work was published on March 27, 95 at the Garden of Youth).

Conflicts and conflicts happen all too often. Sometimes it's when you make a mistake and don't admit it. You have not made a mistake and have been wronged by others, and there will be conflicts. Once I was wronged by my mother for no reason.

In the summer of 2005, my mother bought a beautiful vase and a few bamboos at the flower and bird market, and since then they have made their home in my living room. One afternoon, my friend Li Chen came to play with me, and my mom happened to go out, so we both played on the computer. When we played at the most intense, we heard the sound of "pop".

I immediately went to the living room to see what was going on, and it turned out that the vase had hit. We were in a hurry and couldn't help it.

Mom came back and said, "What's going on? ”

The vase itself fell and shattered".

Can it pour on its own? You must have broken it", Mom said unreasonably.

I quarreled with my mother, 'I poured it myself, what does it matter to me'.

Could it be that it has long legs and can run," said Mom. I was so angry that I went back to my room.

That's it? I'm not reconciled. I've seen a lot of detectives**, and I'm a little detective myself. After taking the broken vase, I felt that something was wrong, it turned out that the vase was oblique, plus the bamboo grew taller and was biased, so it poured.

I've found evidence ......After listening to my explanation, my mother smiled and said, "Son, I have wronged you."

Hey, it's wrong.

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In elementary school, I was a naughty egg and a smart student who often had trouble with my classmates. No, I had a "big war" with my classmates yesterday.

Yesterday morning, the teacher assigned an essay, an essay on science. As soon as the assignment was assigned, many of my classmates began to write, but my essay was still empty. Just when I was disappointed, it occurred to me that there was a scientific book about the principle of leverage, so I decided to write about leverage.

Say to yourself, "Ah! I'll just write leverage. Liang Minghao, who was sitting in front of me, listened to it and said, "I also write leverage."

I immediately started writing. I got angry and shouted, "How do you copy my theme!" He innocently said, "I didn't copy you!"

I've thought of it a long time ago! ”"What are you, you just copied me, and I don't dare to admit it! He threw the pen on the table and said fiercely, "Have you said enough?"

Then he ignored me and continued to write. I got even more angry, grabbed him, and slapped him. He also got angry and punched me as well.

And just like that, a big war broke out! When we hit each other, we will scold each other and fight to the death. The students watched it and came to join in the fun.

Some shouted cheers; Some are watching a good show and laughing on the sidelines; Others to stop us. The whole classroom shook the office like a frying pan. After a while, the teacher came, and the teacher scolded us a few words and asked us to write a review, and the war subsided.

After class, we both apologized to each other, shook hands, and continued to be good friends again.

Through this conflict, I have come to understand: to be a man with a mind like the sea, not to make trouble because of a little thing, to be humble to each other, and to get along with others in harmony in order to gain the respect of others.

A bowl of wontons of conflict and affection.

That day, she quarreled with her mother again, and in a fit of rage, she turned around and ran out. She walked for a long time, and when she saw a noodle stall in front of her, it was fragrant and hot, and she felt hungry. However, she groped through her pockets, and there was not even a single coin.

The owner of the noodle stall was a very kind-looking old woman, and when she saw her standing there, she asked:"Kid, do you want to eat noodles? \" \"However, I forgot to bring the money.

She was full of gratitude, and just after a few bites, tears suddenly fell and fell into the bowl. \"What happened to you? \"The old woman asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I'm just grateful! \"She was busy with tears. Said the stall owner opposite

We don't know each other, but you are so good to me, willing to cook wontons and stew for me to eat. But my own mother, I quarreled with her, and she kicked me out and told me never to go back. \"The old woman listened and said calmly

Child, how can you think that? Think about it, I just cooked a bowl of wonton stew for you, and you are so grateful to me, so why don't you be grateful to your own mother for cooking for you for more than ten years? Why are you still arguing with her?

The girl was stunned! The girl hurriedly finished her wonton stew and headed home. When she walked to the vicinity of her home, she immediately saw her exhausted mother looking around at the intersection.

At this time, her tears fell. Sometimes, we give small favors to others"Thanksgiving", but a lifetime of kindness to relatives"Turn a blind eye".