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In everyday life, we often hear about the topic of competence. The ability to live, the ability to work, the ability to adapt and so on. Whenever I hear such a topic, I unconsciously think:
What kind of abilities do I have? What does my ability get from **?
After thinking about it, in real life, the most prominent standard that everyone usually uses to measure ability should be the ability to make money. And I, no matter how hard I work, I can't reach the edge at this point, and I still work very hard and earn a meager salary.
Since I can't make money, what other abilities do I have? There's got to be something I'm worth balancing, right?
When I was a child, my family environment was not very good, but I grew up healthy, which means that I have the ability to survive;
Because of the poverty of my parents and the deafness and mute of my mother, I saw too many strange eyes from others, but I overcame the childish sadness and inferiority complex when I was a teenager, and always cared for my parents and made them happy, which showed that I had the ability to self-esteem and self-improvement;
When I was a student, I loved to draw and sing, and many years later, when my daughter asked me to draw a few pictures for her classmates and the blackboard newspaper in the classroom, I was still able to imitate the old drawings and get the children's appreciation, which showed that I had artistic ability.
When I was a student, I was most afraid of writing essays, but after stepping into society, I was able to write my own experience, integrate my feelings into words and turn them into poems, which was appreciated by netizens, which showed that I had the ability to write;
Since I started working, I have woven cloth, repaired tape recorders, stood at the counter, worked as a workshop employee, done workshop management, done dormitory management, done administrative management, and until now I have quality assurance inspection, every position can be recognized by everyone, recognize my hard work and seriousness, and show that I have the ability to work;
When I resigned and went home for the sake of spiritual freedom, I persuaded the Hunan master to teach me to make Korean baked steamed buns, and make them at home alone, and did a good job of going to the village to sell them, overcoming all kinds of changes and difficulties in the production process, enduring the ridicule and contempt of others, and making the baked steamed buns that everyone likes to eat, which shows that I have the ability to bear hardships and stand hard work, and endure humiliation;
When I couldn't bear the hard work of making dim sum, I returned to the company that insisted on quitting at the beginning, and became an ordinary employee again, which showed that I had the ability to deal with reality rationally;
When I hear others praise my daughter for her sensibility and thoughtfulness, it shows that I have the ability to take on the role of mother. When I hear others say that my in-laws praise me for my filial piety and diligence, it means that I have the ability to take on family responsibilities.
There are countless examples, no matter how I think about it, I feel that as an ordinary person, I have all the abilities I should have. Therefore, I think that an ordinary person with the ability like me should have a happy life.
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Let's change it appropriately, the clouds are so leisurely, just like the smiling faces of classmates, the sunshine is so warm, just like the care of classmates. In the past six years, I have spent time with 70 classmates day and night, and have experienced many ups and downs. Among these 70 classmates, there are many people I admire the most, but the one I remember the most is my tablemate in fifth grade because he taught me to be tolerant.
I remember one day in the fifth grade, the class bell rang, we all walked to the classroom, and the teacher asked us to study on our own. At that time, the relationship between us was very stiff and we ignored each other. At the same table, I drew a 38 line with a pencil, and we often quarreled because of this.
Today, he "violated" again, we got into a fight, we were all injured, and when we were about to hit him, the Chinese teacher came, I "snorted" and stomped on him hard. He was there rubbing his wound and glancing at me. "Students, today we are sketching, please take out the book and turn to page 54.
I took the book out and flipped to that lesson. "Well, my book is gone. The face of the tablemate blushed, "It's all careless, I forgot to bring it."
I was on the sidelines, thinking: Haha, retribution, see what you do! "Lend me your book to read.
He buried his head and said. Why? I took the book and didn't show it to him, and in the afternoon, the teacher criticized him and asked him to write five words when he went back.
I applauded and cheered. He just glanced at me.
The next day, in math class, I reached into my bag and touched the textbook as usual, but the bag was empty and there was nothing. Yes! What to do!
I forgot to bring my math book! "Students, today we are going to do 101 pages of oral arithmetic. "Oh, it's all my own fault, and he can't lend it to me!
I glanced at my table mate and buried my head down. "What's wrong with you, didn't you bring a book? I'll lend you the book.
He looked at me with a smile as he handed me the book. "Oh, you're ......You don't care about ...... dayI ......I ......Forget it! "My face flushed.
Oh, I've long forgotten, in fact, it's not a big deal, should we all learn to be tolerant, tolerance is a virtue, doesn't the book of Sipin say 'be generous to others'? "Tolerance is a virtue, tolerance is a virtue". I read this over and over again.
Suddenly I remembered that my tablemate lent me a book, what good did he use? I saw him copying the exercises in his notebook and smiled at me: "I hope we can all remember the word 'tolerance' and we will be able to get along!"
He picked up the eraser and gently wiped the 38 line off the table. I pushed the book over and said, "Let's do it together!"
So, we worked happily on one of the questions.
On the way out of school, I kept thinking and saying to myself that tolerance is a virtue ......I read this sentence over and over again, and my heart welled up with infinite admiration for my tablemates. Yes, each of us should be tolerant!
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Whenever I get stuck, I ask myself, can you do it? Stepping over the barriers of thought, I told myself that I could do it!
Can I, can you? In the face of all kinds of difficulties, we have not only fear, but also fear, but also mental obstacles. Maybe it's really high, maybe it's full of thorns, but whatever the "maybe" is, our minds send a message to us to retreat in the face of such fears.
If, at this point, I ask you: Can you do it? You must be shaking your head like a rattle.
So, let me tell you a story......
There was a young man who was on a night road to the big col opposite. I walked for a long time, but I was still wandering around in the mountains. The pitch-black forest brought him infinite fear, and the roar of wolves in the distance made him even more frightened.
He thought, it must be over now. Leaned weakly against the tree, hugged his head and cried ......The next morning, passers-by found him, but he was not breathing.
After reading this story, you will say that it is a psychological effect. If he is brave enough to go down, or light a fire and wait until dawn before leaving, he will definitely be fine! Fear and cowering bring about this result.
A lot of things, not because you can't do it, but because you're telling yourself that you can't do it. When facing difficulties and doubts, if you say "I can" to yourself loudly, then the so-called "no" factors become illusory.
Behind "can" stands "can't". If you can abandon the "can" and ignore it, the remaining "can't" will lead you into a dark world where there is fear, there is fear, and no matter what you want to do, it will not achieve the desired effect; And when you believe in the power of "can", then everything will be the opposite. "Can" transports you to a world full of confidence and laughter, applause and flowers.
This is not an essay. It is a book called "Fathers and Sons".
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