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I use my wisdom to help others.

Wisdom can do many things, such as: helping others with ideas; Write with wisdom; build the motherland with wisdom; Answer questions with wisdom and so on and so forth. I use my wisdom to help others.

One day, Xiao Ming hit the badminton on the roof, but he couldn't reach it, so he was in a hurry. I came up with a solution for him: find a long stick to get the shuttlecock down. In the end, Xiao Ming got the badminton down. Thank you to me.

Once, Lele couldn't write letters, so I gave him how to write letters. After a while, Lele finished writing. But he was worried again:

How do I send it? My brain was racing. After a while, I told Lele:

Put the letter in the mailbox. After a month, Lele said: Thank you, I finally received her letter, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have received it, thank you.

After that, I did a lot of good things with wisdom: teaching others questions; Help classmates come up with ideas; Help the family solve the problem and so on and so forth.

See, this is the story of how I use my wisdom to help others.

Hope it will be useful to you.

Overcome difficulties with wisdom.

The power of wisdom is limitless, and wisdom can also overcome difficulties. I read from a book that there are many ways to do a thing, and if one doesn't work, try another. No, when I was a child, I encountered some difficulties, and I solved them with wisdom.

I remember one Sunday when I was nine years old, my dad went out early to run errands. I finished breakfast with my mother, and suddenly my mother's mobile phone came a**. After a while, my mother said to me in a hurry

Rui Rui, mom is going to work overtime, and you study at home by yourself. As soon as she finished speaking, she hurried out of the house.

Alas, now I am alone at home, the house is quiet, only the second hand "click" walking, I obediently do homework, boring to watch TV, and play on the computer. Near noon, my mother called ** and said that she still had work and couldn't go home at noon, so let me solve the lunch problem by myself. I hurriedly opened the refrigerator door, but there was nothing to eat except some raw vegetables, and I couldn't stir-fry, what should I do?

Take the money to buy something to eat? But my mother didn't give me the key, what if the thief came in if I didn't lock the door? Come to think of it, the result is the same - it doesn't work.

Just when I was in trouble, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, is my mother back? I seemed to see hope, and when I opened the door, it turned out to be the aunt who was at the door. Alas, it would be nice if my mother came back!

My stomach was already rumbling. Yes, my mom told me that I had a spare house key hidden in the glove cupboard! I quickly retrieved the key, found some money in my piggy bank and put it in my pocket, locked the door, and ran to the dining room.

The food in the canteen was so delicious, and I solved the lunch in the canteen that day.

They are all looking for their own paradise so that all their happiness can be released. My paradise is different, it's not a neon-lit cabaret, it's not a bustling entertainment park, it's a small room in my study and bedroom. In a small room, there are ordinary white walls.

The pink and green curtains were gently blown by the wind. The desk under the window is neatly arranged with a variety of books. On the desk, there is a language repeater and a globe-shaped radio, which are the prizes I won in the Xiamen Computer Competition, and whenever I see it, I am extremely happy.

On the front of the radio is the clock, and the beating minutes and seconds keep telling me to make the most of the time. The computer, the sofa, the cot, and the recorder and harmonica hanging on the wall make up my paradise. Paradise grows up with me day by day, where I have my own visions, dreams and thoughts; Here, I have read a lot of life truths; Here, I can sing to my heart's content, stand in front of the window and play the recorder and harmonica on a whim.

Turning on my computer and surfing the Internet is a great pleasure for me. Paradise gave me confidence and pushed me to work hard. I remember when I participated in the district math competition in the third grade, how many nights the park was brightly lit and my footprints were left on a large pile of math test papers.

In the face of difficult problems, I am not afraid, because there are many ** in the paradise, which help me fight my way out of the sea of questions. The hard work paid off, and I won the first prize. I ran back to the park in ecstasy, smelled the books on the table, looked at my beloved paradise, and thought that all my hard work had paid off, and I smiled.

It was a district essay contest in the fifth grade, and I didn't make it. I was stupid, and I suddenly felt that everyone was looking at me with disdain. With my head down, I held back tears and returned to the paradise, and lay down on the couch in a dejected state.

At this time, I saw the book "How Steel is Made" on the table, and I felt that there was an infinite force encouraging me. Oh, yes! The protagonist of the book, Paul Kochakin, insisted on the revolution despite his own serious illness, but what about me?

It's just a little setback and you get down. What is my frustration compared to the pain Paul endured? Thinking of this, the shadow of failure suddenly disappeared.

I found myself again – a confident, hard-working me. So, I picked up the recorder and blew it, and the wonderful ** suddenly filled my paradise. Small room, thank you!

It was you who opened your arms and took all my love and needs into your arms, and selflessly provided me when I needed them. You are the eternal paradise on the road of my life!

I look at life with wisdom. Look at learning. , look at feelings.

Will life things、。 The twists and turns and injustices in life are all viewed from a wise perspective. What is the wisdom of the vision is a superego vision, not about your own thoughts, from an extremely objective, fair, rigorous perspective.

If you hadn't done that, the consequences might have been different.

From the perspective of wisdom, it is a summary of the past, and it is also a prospect for the future. Look at life with wisdom and do things well.

Take control of it yourself.

[Chapter 1: Tolerance is a kind of wisdom].

Tolerance is a kind of mind, a kind of demeanor, a kind of virtue, and a kind of wisdom. Tolerance of others will not only not damage one's own interests and reputation, but will win the hearts and minds of the people and gain universal recognition. Especially when dealing with opponents and enemies, tolerance can often have unexpected effects.

When Lincoln ran for the United States, his opponent Stanton tried everything to disgrace it in public, for which Lincoln suffered a lot, but in the end Lincoln defeated Stanton and became the United States**. Just when people were feeling bad luck with Stanton, Lincoln unexpectedly put Stanton in the Cabinet of Chiefs. Lincoln said:

I am a generous person, and I feel that being tolerant of others is equivalent to being tolerant of myself. Later in his work, Stanton always took the lead and did his best to repay Lincoln's kindness.

In life and work, we will inevitably have friction with relatives, friends, and colleagues, resulting in various misunderstandings and disputes, if not handled properly, the conflict can escalate, and even cast a shadow on our own life.

Being tolerant of others is actually giving you the power to win. Facts have proved that people who are tolerant and generous are more likely to receive respect and help from others, and thus have a strong ability to survive themselves.

I live with wisdom.

Life always teaches us wisdom, and I used to feel that life was hopeless and meaningless, because when I looked at the world, at the people around me, at the lives of my parents, and at their lives, it seemed that all I could do was despair and failure. I could not find what I thought was the ideal and desired life, perhaps I had heard of it, but it had never been shown to me, and I had no way of knowing its details, and I had forgotten it for a long time. I don't know why I live, I don't know what life has to disappoint me.

When I am desperate, I am not willing to be like this, because no matter how I say it, it seems that some people are really promising in their lives, and history has proved this. Although I don't know how much they have suffered, and how many times they have been disappointed and suffering, before they truly grasp the meaning of life, I still want to hope that there is nothing else I can do, and I cannot allow myself to die of despair.

A pair of sad eyes look at the world alone, and the gaze seems to penetrate the world, struggling to find the meaning of life. The Bible is too general, as if many things need the breadth of life to teach us these greatest truths, and we also need life to truly verify the greatness of these truths, which should be the true "knowing". Life sometimes feels very long, we have to wait for something to happen, wait for a certain moment to come, and then God wants to teach us true wisdom through life itself, it is a long road, patience, waiting.

Life is long, but it is also short. And everyone feels it differently. Some people learn some lessons in three years, but some people take decades, who tastes the sweetness of life, and who is full of God's love early?

The short life is a battle with eternity, and I look forward to the living water spring ...... from which wisdom is drawn