Prophecy Diary Reading Card Answers, After Reading the Prophetic Journal, What do you understand

Prophecy is like wrapping your cocoon, breaking through it, you are a beautiful butterfly.

Inscription. Ben is the worst student in the class, always fails exams, and sleeps in class, which is a headache for the teacher. No matter how many times the teacher explained the question, he still didn't know what to ask. Both his classmates and teachers suspected that he had a problem with his brain and was unable to accept new knowledge.

In the third grade, the children's self-esteem is increased and they like to compare together. After an exam, the students all gathered to discuss the questions on the test paper, except for the little clumsy lying on the table and fiddling with his toys. Lele, the best student in the class, glanced at the little stupid and sneered a few times:

Are you still in the mood to play? It's definitely another fail! The surrounding classmates laughed, and the little stupid was enraged, and he jumped up from his chair and shouted:

You ......You're failing! I'm so much better than you! Ben was visibly agitated and stammered.

His face was red, and his feet stomped hard, and the ground shook. The classmates smiled and walked away.

Within a few days, the curls came down. The teacher criticized Xiao Ben in public for scoring more than 40 points, and then praised Lele for getting a full score. For some reason, the criticism that the little fool had long been accustomed to was so harsh today, as if it was about to burst his eardrums.

Looking at the red fork on the roll, Ben felt a fire burning in his eyes, all the way to his heart. After class, the classmates laughed at the little stupid: "What a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, he wants to compare with Lele!"

The words of the classmates were like thunder, and they seemed to be breaking the little stupid heart. For the first time, he was ashamed of his results. He made up his mind to break through the failed prophecy.

In the days that followed, he stopped going to class, sleeping, and playing with toys. He listened carefully in class, did not let go of every content of the teacher's lecture, and he was afraid that he would not understand the content of the teacher's lecture with a tape recorder, and he would listen to it again at night when he went home. He began to try to write every word carefully, do every question well, and write every diary.

He also found some test questions to test his learning. It didn't take long for the little stupid to find out that he was quite smart, and the content of the teacher's lecture was not difficult, as long as he listened carefully, it was really simple. The speed of doing the questions by myself is obviously faster, and the homework can always be completed in advance.

Even my most headache diary is very easy to write, and so many interesting things happened in one day, I can't write it. Little saffron began to appear in his homework book, and he was so happy that he could have done a great job.

After a unit of exams, Lele unexpectedly became the second place, and the first place belonged to him - Xiao Ben, a child who always failed the exam. He shattered the myth of Lele's 10th consecutive championship. The teacher began to pay attention to him, and his progress was faster.

Certificates and trophies flew towards him, and praise surrounded him. His classmates stopped calling him a little stupid and changed his name to Xiao Cong.

Prophecy is like wrapping your cocoon, breaking through it, you are a beautiful butterfly.

Speculate on what will happen every day in the future!

This is a touching prose, and what remains in my mind is the growth process of "I" knowing death: when I first saw death, "I" was still an innocent little girl who had never experienced pain, and I couldn't forget it for a long time when I saw the sad funeral scene; Later, "I" grew up, and in more than 20 years, I have witnessed the death of my grandfather, grandmother and mother, three of my most beloved relatives. When I was 19 years old, "I" also experienced death, and struggled for seven days and seven nights in the dark night of life and death, and only after I came back to life did I realize that death is the absence of any perception of the world, no love, no hate, no happiness, and of course no pain.

It is only then that I realize that love, joy, and pain are so precious because it signifies the existence of life. In these three processes, my understanding of death is getting closer to the author step by step, and my understanding is also deepening step by step, so that I am also sorting out my life over and over again.

In life, there are all kinds of lives. Knowing how to have life and cherishing this small, short life is a happy and colorful life. We need to recognize the smallness and humility of life

Recognize that even if it is small, it still has dignity, and even if it is humble, it is still equality.

Each of our lives is like a book, whether it is a beautifully printed luxury book or a plainly bound paperback, it can only be printed once, that is, each of our lives is "out of print".

Friends, let's strive not to be discouraged by failure, not to give up because of setbacks, to appreciate life together, and to let ourselves fly!

I love the pine tree because it's evergreen and tall all year round.

The trunk of the pine tree is brown, and the crown resembles a small tower. Its leaves are thin and pointy, and the bunches spread out like needles, and although it does not bloom beautiful flowers, it is evergreen all year round, which is more memorable.

When spring comes, a layer of green rises on the dark green canopy.

In summer, its leaves turn green, and despite thunder and lightning, it still stands tenaciously, and after heavy rains, the pine trees appear even more upright and lush.

In autumn, many of the trees have already lost their leaves, but the pine trees are still green and tall, and not a single leaf has fallen.

Winter is coming, the cold wind is howling, the snow is falling, it is facing the wind, against the snow, standing tenaciously, no matter the wind and rain, it is not afraid.

The pine trees are evergreen all year round, and they have never flinched because of the wind and rain.

Once, it rained heavily, and the flowers, grass, and trees were swayed by the wind. My eyes swept around, and suddenly I saw a pine tree standing there, and I not only secretly praised in my heart: this pine tree is not afraid of wind and rain, and this spirit is really precious.

Pine tree, I love you, the four seasons are evergreen, green and upright character, and I love your spirit of not being afraid of difficulties and hardships.

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I always thought something was going to happen, so after graduating, I went to the bookstore and bought a diary on my first day of work.

Its whole body is a single cowhide color from the inside out, close to the color of the wheat tooth material in the original color of the paper, as if it does not like to make noise. However, the large iron ring with a diameter of two centimeters is tied to more than 200 sheets of B5 size paper, which seems to reveal that it has the potential to endure loneliness.

I looked at its appearance again and again, and thought that it was so similar to me that I took it home.

In a Chinese class, the teacher said that writing is the best outlet to express the soul, it is not the patent of writers, and everyone can get a kind of healing from the process of writing.

So I bought a diary? In the twenty years of my life, when I always felt that I had corrected the distortion of life, I began to think about something?

No! As I said at the beginning, I always thought that something was going to happen to start this diary. Maybe along the way, I will continue to pray that the next days will be like the next 20 years.

Feed! Xiaoying, what are you doing! I said I'm thirsty, tell you to go get a beer, what are you doing in the **! A sharp voice came.

I am that Xiao Ying, my full name is Wu Jingying, and he always calls Xiao Ying, don't get me wrong that is a nickname, he always pronounces it inaccurately, and calls Xiao Ying Xiao Yin, because he said that when he saw me walking over, it was like seeing a gloomy haze, shadow, and rain drifting over.

Look! Look! I'm right! It's miserable! He pointed to me, who had brought the beer to him, and ...... to his friend sitting on the couch

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