Read the following story, and then write a reflection about 300 words

This is a touching story of crossing the meadows on the way to the Long March. This spirit of selfless dedication and self-sacrifice is worth learning from!

Your spirit, your image lives forever in people's hearts. And in today's society, there are many people like you. When the ruthless ** destroyed our city, our PLA soldiers disregarded their own comfort and helped the victims escape from danger and help us build our homes; When the sudden snowstorm hit our lush southern country, it was the PLA soldiers who moved forward bravely, ......Behold, there are you everywhere, and there are your spirits, and there are actions like you.

Look at it again, our red scarves have also taken action! We carry out "hand in hand" activities, we donate books to poor children, and take the initiative to donate money to people in disaster areas. We also launched the "Help a little" activity, we believe that only if we all help each other a little bit, think more about others in trouble, no matter how big the difficulty will be overcome.

Please rest assured that our new generation of Young Pioneers will not forget the entrustment of the revolutionary martyrs, and we will certainly carry forward your spirit.

Think about me again, eating good things in one day, 100 times better than what they eat, and I am not satisfied. For your own enjoyment, and regardless of others. Today's happy life was bought with the blood of the Red Army, and without them, would I have been able to eat and dress well?

How small we are compared to the old squad leader.

I also want to have a review of it.

I read an article, and I still remember it, it was "Please Bury Me Shallower", and he wrote it very movingly.

He is talking about a little girl and her mother who are crushed by the enemies in the grass hut, there are many people here, everyone knows that there are several people here who die every day, and the little girl does not know, because he is only 5 years old and has to accept the cruel reality, a person is buried alive, screaming and crying... One day, her mother was pressed out, and the little girl was sleeping, and when she got up, her mother was gone... The little girl asked people where her mother had gone, and people didn't want to hurt the little girl's young heart, so they lied to her:

Your mom went to sell you something good and will be back in a moment. The little girl believed it, and she waited and waited, and one day the little girl was pressed to the execution ground and was about to be buried, and the little girl said to the enemy, "Uncle, please bury me shallowly, okay?"

Otherwise, my mother won't be able to find me! "The enemy froze there, and when the people heard this, they were suddenly full of strength, and they roared and fought at the enemies, and in the end, the enemies were defeated in the hands of the common people, no! It should be said that I was defeated in the little girl's words!

In a word, it makes people full of strength from the beginning, I have always wondered what power makes people full of strength again, and I finally know that it is the words of the little girl: "Uncle, please bury me shallower, okay?" Otherwise, my mother won't be able to find me!

The pure heart of the little girl touched people!!

Sometimes, a sentence can make people regain their confidence, such as failing the exam, and my mother said in a warm voice: "It's okay, work hard next time!" "You'll be empowered again.

For example, when I was scolded by a teacher, a friend came up to comfort me and said, "Don't cry, don't cry!" ”。

In a word, it's so magical!

It's the same as the head of the household downstairs said, this kind of story is too heavy to read, and I'm not in the mood to write it.

A group of people were locked up together, among them there was a mother and daughter, the daughter was still very young, one day her mother was taken away, and everyone around knew that she would never come back, and the little girl knew that she asked the people around her that her mother was going to **, and the people around said "your mother will be back soon". She believed it and sang the nursery rhymes her mother taught her every day and waited for her mother's return. Until one day, a few soldiers came in and took the little girl and the others out, and were about to push them into the dirt pit, this is the little girl smiling at the soldiers, she said

Please bury me shallowly, or my mother won't find me." Everyone's hearts fluttered, and they were buried together, and they wept, and in the end they were buried. I think the mother and daughter are so pitiful, I really sympathize with them.

Today, I read a short story about the famous British writer George Bernard Shaw, and after reading it, I can't help but admire George Bernard Shaw's eloquence!

This little story tells of George Bernard Shaw's meeting of a fat, stupid capitalist who said, "When I saw you, I knew there was a famine there." And George Bernard Shaw said:

When I see you, I know the cause of famine in the world. The capitalist was speechless and walked away. This little story taught me to have good eloquence.

In our current society, eloquence is used in many things, and you see those who speak cross talk, aren't their eloquence very good? However, to have a good eloquence, it is not innate, but to practice. As the saying goes, "one minute on stage, ten years off the stage", those who speak cross talk have to practice every day below, so it is not easy to have a good eloquence.

In real life, there are also many people with good eloquence, such as the son of Yang, who skillfully copes with the speechless words of ordinary people. Such as ***, just when foreign reporters made it difficult in every possible way, they calmly came up with one tricky question after another. Why can't we learn from them?

In order to have good eloquence, let's start by thinking about it! You can do it!

Everyone comes with a childhood, and the childhood of each source person is different, but is the childhood of each of us as poor as Gorky? No, we don't, we are only children at home, the pearl of our parents' palms. Gorky's childhood was not as happy as ours, and his family was not as happy as ours.

Gorky has had no father since he was 7 years old, living with his mother and elderly grandmother, and all the other children have new clothes, but he doesn't, all he has is a few patched clothes and a school bag. However, instead of complaining about his mother, he studied harder and was ready to honor his hard-working mother.

This book in my childhood records some of Gorky's childhood stories, with a little bitterness in the middle, and the truth of being a man: Gorky can become a talent in such a difficult environment, which really makes me admire.

Gorky was very fond of mathematics at an early age. In a math class, the teacher gave a question to the students in the class, the question was: "1+2+3+4+......100=？

This is difficult for many students, they are all very anxious, only Gorky calculated it, which is equal to 5050. From then on, the teacher no longer looked down on them because of their poverty, but felt that he was very talented in mathematics.

We should learn from Gorky, Confucius said it well: "See the virtuous and think about it." ”

Life only talks about ideals, but cannot achieve breakthroughs; Only do work, there is no ideal goal, you can't go far. Therefore, we need to combine ideals with work, and ideals can be sublimated in work, so that the big ship of life can go further.

Her mother.

At 7 o'clock, every day, you accompany me to wait for the car, you can not get down, your letter to my mother "worry about me, love me, keep me down, every day, send me to school."

When I cried, because a little setback around summoned my courage, I got back on my feet, so I had confidence.

Every day after I came home from school, my mother asked me: It's so cold! Remember to dress up after dark and drink plenty of water! .

When I was in elementary school, I had a cold and was not favored all the time, and at this time my mother always told me to wear more clothes, drink plenty of water, and exercise more! Now my nose is uncomfortable and her mother ran upstairs to get my clothes.

Mother's love is whiter than the clouds, the sky is still blue, and mother's love is immeasurable and cannot go out.

I've heard of such a thing:

February 23, 2002, in the Austrian Alps, southwest avalanche in the valley of the Fira Spike, happy skiing single parent women avalanche and buried in the snow, but faced with a new crisis, when they forced to climb out of the nearly arduous snowdrifts, rescue planes were difficult, because they were dressed in silver-gray clothes, over time, hunger, cold and fear successively found a trace of them. In the life and death of the mother remained to cut the exact location of the artery, bright blood-red snow, the guidelines of rescuers received the cable.

Look at the miracle of mother's love, your mother loves her child, and the mother is the greatest person in the world, we respect.

Mom often beats me, hits the hanger, and when I hit me, it hurts, so I hide in the back of the room and cry, I think: Mom, why did you hit me? Every time you ask this?

Question, my mother said: "The fight will listen, fight until it is well-behaved, the fight will not be willful, I will go back to the room and cry, so I will be willful?" I feel like I'm really a bit headstrong.

I'll change it, I promise every time mom, but I didn't listen, mom, please forgive me!

My mother told me a truth: beating is kissing, scolding is love, it turns out that my mother has beaten me for so long, all who love me, it is not so cruel to hit me hard, and did not hit my blue purple, my mother loves me and will not let his daughter get hurt.

Mother's love is forever, but time stops? I can't express my mother's love for me, and neither can my mother, my mother's love. Mother's love is forever.

My mother's love for me is endless, and my mother told me to read some books and do more exercise every day.

Mothers all over the world, no mother feels sorry for her child, mother loves her child, I believe you love me.

Looking ahead to adoption.

A letter to Mom.

Mother: Every day you accompany me down at 7 o'clock to wait for the bus, you can not come down at all, you worry about me, love me, accompany me down every day, come to send me to school.

Whenever I cry because of a little frustration, it is you who are there to summon up my courage, make me stand up again, and give me confidence.

Every day when I came home from school, my mother called me and asked: Is it cold today! When it's almost dark, remember to wear more clothes and drink more water.

When I first entered elementary school, I had a cold and never got better, and my mother kept telling me to wear more clothes, drink more water, and exercise more! Now as soon as my nose is uncomfortable, my mother goes upstairs to help me get my clothes.

Mother's love is whiter than the clouds, the sky is blue, and mother's love cannot be measured, nor can it be said.

I've heard of one such thing:

On February 23, 2002, an avalanche occurred in the Felats Valley in the Alps of southwestern Austria, a mother and daughter who were happily skiing were buried in the heavy snow, and when they climbed out of the snowdrift with great difficulty, they faced a new crisis, because they were all dressed in silver-gray clothes, it was difficult for rescue planes to find them, and as time passed, hunger, cold and fear came one after another. At the stake of life and death, the mother still cut her arteries and dyed the snow red with bright blood, guiding the exact location for the rescuers. ...

You see how many miracles a mother's love has created, a mother loves her children, and a mother is the greatest person in the world and the person we respect the most.

My mother often beat me, using a hanger to beat, I screamed pain when I hit me, and after the beating, I went back to the room to hide in the quilt and cry, I was thinking: Mom, why did you hit me? Every time I asked this question, my mom said:

I will be obedient when I fight, I will be obedient when I fight, I will not be willful when I fight, I will go back to the room and cry, am I so willful? I feel like I'm really a bit headstrong. I'll change it, I promise my mom every time, but I'm still disobedient, mom please forgive me!

My mother told me a truth: beating is kissing, scolding is love, it turns out that my mother has beaten me so many times, all of them love me, it is not so ruthless to hit me, it didn't hit me bruised, purple and bruised, my mother loves me, and will not let her daughter be hurt.

Mother's love is eternal, but time stops my mother's love for me, I can't express my love for my mother, and my mother's love can't be expressed. Mother's motherly love lasts forever.

My mother's love for me is endless, and my mother tells me to read more and do more practice problems every day.