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In the final analysis, it is the crisis of trust between people, because of various misunderstandings and concepts between people, which leads to less trust in each other, and the mentality that more is better than less also breeds. Just like now, when an elderly person falls down on the street, no one dares to help him, because the helper is afraid that he will be blackmailed and do good deeds that are not pleased. It may be difficult to be a good person, and it may have become a kind of self-protection charm for everyone to be entangled and hesitant in the face of sudden crises, and they dare not easily help others when they encounter life and death, and choose to be indifferent and choose to ignore.
In fact, the public's heart is more compassionate, kind, and helpful, and it can be said that there are still many good people in the world. It is necessary to form a social atmosphere of mutual help in the whole society, so as to make our city more harmonious and beautiful!
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Parental love.
It was a dark evening, and the wind was blowing outside the window, so I cleaned up the classroom and began to pack my school bag and prepare to go home. "Click" A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the heavy rain poured down I secretly screamed in my heart, put my clothes on my head and rushed out, just arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes It's my father, and my mother, but both of them only have an umbrella in their hands Mom smiled and said to me: "Your dad and I came directly from the office, and we didn't bring more umbrellas, let's fight together."
No, the rain is too heavy, and both of them will be wet, so I'll give this umbrella to Shihao. Dad hurriedly said as he stretched out his umbrella. "I fought with my dad.
Saying that, I jumped under my father's umbrella, my father held the umbrella in one hand, and tried his best to hold my shoulder with the other, and the three of them and the two umbrellas were hidden in the mist, and I felt so happy and happy at that moment.
In a haze, one picture after another suddenly flashed in my mind: I remembered that I forgot to take my homework book with me because I was in a hurry to go to school, and my father found out and ran to send me to the classroom; I remembered when I forgot to get home because I was playing basketball, and my mother was hurrying around looking for me; I remembered his eager voice in the microphone when I called my father on a business trip: "The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, and you must not forget to pull down the brake knife first when you put on the fuse"; I remembered every time I took an exam, my mother's advice before leaving home:
Don't panic and believe in yourself. "There are so many memories of the past that I can't help but cry.
The love of parents is like the fragrance of lilies, which slowly converges and no longer drifts away. I think there may be no one in the world who will say that they don't love their parents, but can they say that they can fully repay their parents' love? Perhaps far from it.
In the eyes of my parents, love is to walk with you, and you will never get tired no matter how far you go, so I will never forget my father's ardent words when he held my draft composition: "Change it, change it again and you can transcribe it." "I will never forget my mother getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me - life is too long, and this moment is happiness.
As I write this, I can't help but think of the biblical prophet Elijah covering his face with his hands, not daring to look God's face in the face. I think that parents can enjoy this right, and they have the holy things that "God" has sown on the earth. Answered by:
fddgikg |Level 1 | 2010-11-2 21:35
The love of our parents is the greatest love in heaven and earth, and since we fell to the ground and came into this world, our parents have begun to love us forever. The love of parents is a kind of natural love for their children. It's like rain falling from the sky, and it is invincible.
There is no greatest, oldest, primitive, greatest, and most wonderful force that can sustain life than the love of our parents for us.
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At about 5:30 p.m. on October 13, 2011, a tragedy occurred in Huangqi Guangfo Hardware City, Nanhai, Foshan: Xiao Yueyue, a two-year-old girl, was walking in an alley and was run over twice by a van, and then by a small container truck a few minutes later. What is incomprehensible is that the 18 passers-by who passed by the girl in seven minutes should not pay attention to this.
In the end, a grandmother Chen Xianmei, who picks up garbage, carries Xiao Yueyue to the side of the road and finds her mother. Xiao Yueyue was in the intensive care unit of the Army General Hospital of the Guangzhou Military Region, with lost brainstem reflexes and was close to brain death. On October 21, 2011, Xiao Yueyue passed away at 0:32 after the hospital's all-out rescue efforts failed.
The indifference shown by 18 people rather than one or two people in this case reflects a certain universality of the problem, which is a reflection of the long-standing problems in our work.
In the process of eradicating poverty and pursuing wealth growth, we are "the one hand" and "soft on the other" as one of the important reasons for this social apathy, and we have an unshirkable responsibility for this.
The tragedy of Xiao Yueyue being run over by a car twice and 18 passers-by was rescued by no one rescued her, which made people feel painful and had a huge impact on their hearts. We do not deny that the majority of people in this society have morality and conscience, but the indifference shown by 18 people in this case, not just one or two, reflects a certain universality of the problem, which is a reflection of the long-standing problems in our work. In the process of eradicating poverty and pursuing wealth growth, we are "the one hand" and "soft on the other" as one of the important reasons for this social apathy, and we have an unshirkable responsibility for this.
Material poverty is not socialism, spiritual emptiness is not socialism, and moral degeneration is not socialism. The tragedy reflects the shortcomings of our long-standing approach to development. To change this situation, Guangdong must conscientiously implement the scientific outlook on development, persist in putting people first, profoundly reflect on the shortcomings of the concept of development, and while firmly grasping the center of economic construction unswervingly, it must carry out in-depth propaganda and education on the socialist concept of honor and disgrace in accordance with the spirit of the Sixth Plenary Session of the 17 th CPC Central Committee, pay more attention to strengthening ideological and political construction, cultural construction, and social construction, and strive to promote sustained economic development, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and a vigorous and progressive society.
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Little Yueyue, don't be afraid, there will be no more cars running over you in heaven. The people in heaven are kind, and you can be happy there.
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It supports the first floor! What's the use of writing this article, it's not me who made it, and the teacher wants us to write reflections.
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Composition material: Xiao Yueyue was run over by a car.
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But it's always good to write it out. . .
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The sun in my heart.
My romance has gone through all the vicissitudes, and I want to compare with the heavenly father, and the future generations really speculate on the arrogance of the heavenly father, and while trembling, I sing in a low voice. My future is not a dream, I boldly put my feet on my dreams, running and thinking about ......
Inscription. What I am chasing is not the clear light of the moon, and what I am greedy for is not the blue waves of the galaxy. My trek, for the sun.
I am Kuafu, a man who chases the sun.
When I was a child, I heard the elders say: The sun, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, is a great god that no one can catch up with. And I, destined to be a figure who wants to rewrite history, I was born with infinite strength, and pulling up a tree with one hand was how I played when I was a child.
The sun, the adversary in my heart. I'm going to break your myths, I'm going to catch up with you!
Finally, one day, I embarked on a journey to the East, to chase the sun in my heart, the hope I had since childhood.
I am strong and strong, I travel day by day, I eat and sleep in the open, and I am hungry with wild fruits. During the day, the sun rises, he emits a dazzling strong light to provoke me, I am calm as water, burying my head in pursuit, at night, osmanthus floating moon, the night is as cool as washing, I still do not stop. The night gave me black eyes, but I still have to use them to chase the sun and hope in my heart.
I am full of confidence, day and night.
But after countless sunrises and sunsets, I am tired, but the sun in my heart has not changed. I will always run to the east, to the sun.
I don't run day and night anymore, and at night I need rest to regain my strength. The earth is the pillow, and the night is the quilt. I looked at the starry sky but couldn't close my eyes, afraid that when I woke up, the sun was long gone, out of reach.
The Yangtze River and the Yellow River can no longer satisfy my thirsty throat, but I still insist on catching up, chasing the sun in my heart, the eternal hope.
I know my time is running out. To realize hope, immature keep catching up and catching up with ......
Faithful, I approached the sun, I felt the warmth of the sun like a mother's embrace, I ran, tired, fell. But I ended up in the sun in my heart.
In the dimness, I heard a voice swirling between heaven and earth:
Don't keep peace with difficulties because of disappointment, strengthen your heart, aim at the sun, and you will see hope;
Don't shake hands with setbacks because of disappointment, raise your hands and face the sun, and there will be hope;
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Does it make sense to write this kind of article? I think about people's indifference and blame those passers-by, but why do I never think about what makes them like that. This is the root of the problem and China's greatest sorrow.
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I haven't thought about the incident of Xiao Yueyue. But I'm going to write the essay on making the world full of love.
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Outline. Question Analysis: This question is a topic selection essay, and both essays have prompts.
If you perceive the two essays as a whole, there are similarities in what can be written. For example, in the first article, the essay on the topic can be based on family affection, friendship, etc., which has something in common with the second article, such as "feeling family affection (friendship)." In addition, as can be seen from the title, both articles require us to record the bits and pieces of growth, write about real life, write about the perception of growth, and praise all true, good, and beautiful things.
In addition, both are semi-propositional essays. The difference is that the theme of the first article should highlight "love", while the second article is more broad, and can write about "kindness", "understanding", "success" and so on that convey positive energy in addition to family, friendship, and teacher-student love. After this analysis, we can determine which one to choose, what content to write, and what topic to express.
Of course, before writing, you must first determine the topic according to the material you have and make up the topic. Then narrow down the material and organize it to complete the composition.
Comments: The supplementary questions of the semi-propositional essay are very important, and the supplementary questions show the selection of materials, ideas, emotional attitudes and language ability of the composition, and also determine the success or failure of the composition.
Common ways to complete a question:Avoid raw and cooked. We can choose different angles when making up the questions.
The more familiar the angle and content, the greater the certainty we have when writing. To complete the topic, first of all, you must change the topic into the content you are familiar with, and start writing from the content you are familiar with and the genre you are good at; Turning the big into the small. Turning big into small is to choose a relatively small entry point.
Cut the topic from a specific perspective. Thus narrowing a relatively "large" topic to a relatively "small" topic; Use figures of speech. Those who can use rhetoric when making up questions can use rhetoric to make the essay smart and attractive, and at the same time show the ability to control language.
After reviewing the topic, according to the materials in your possession, you will establish the selection of materials and the main idea, and complete the idea. In the process of ideation, it is best to throw aside the first two or three ideas, and then think about whether there are better materials and content to choose from, don't rush to put pen to paper, wait until the idea is really mature, and then put pen to paper after the new content that no one has and what everyone has me really extracts from the inventory of the brain. When really writing, you should also pay attention to the neatness of the writing, the neatness of the volume, the correct use of punctuation, and the use of words and descriptions in the composition, so as to make the words in the pen as flexible as possible.
Of course, practicing writing is also crucial, and writing is actually just a habit.
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