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Prose Bi Shumin "I am important" film "Call me the first"

I am very important

When I said "I am important", a thrill passed behind my neck. I know this is exposing my forehead to bows and arrows, and my mind is easily criticized by others. For years, no one dared to say that he was "very important" in broad daylight. The education we received from childhood is-"I am not important". As an ordinary soldier, compared with brilliant victory, I am not important. As a thin individual, I am not important compared with a vibrant group. As a dedicated woman, compared with the whole family, I am not important. As a member of people everywhere, compared with precious materials, we are not important. In short, does every "I" matter? I am made up of the essence of countless stars, the sun, the moon, vegetation and mountains. As long as we calculate how much food we eat and how much water we drink in our lifetime, we will be surprised by the huge figures. On weekdays, we should still cherish a grain of rice and a piece of vegetable. Can we treat the spirit of everything cultivated by hundreds of millions of millet and hundreds of millions of drops of manna lightly? When I saw the narrow foreheads and prominent kisses of Beijingers in the museum, I was amazed at the roughness of human primitive times. Their elaborate stone tools are nothing but very simple toys from today's perspective. Now that very young children can manipulate language skillfully, we realize how far we have come on the road of evolution. Our head is a history, and countless traces of our ancestors' progress are stored in the depths of our minds. We are the newly sprouted green leaves on the trunk of billions of years, not only belonging to ourselves, but also to this land. The fire of human spirit is a continuous chain. As a delicate link, we deny our importance and shirk a sacred promise. Looking back at the process of our birth, the chimerism of two groups of life genes is full of contingency that people can't grasp. Each of us is a product of opportunity. I often think that if it is another man and another woman, I will never be who I am today ... Even if this man and this woman fall in love in another era, there will be no me at this moment ... Even if this man and this woman are disturbed by a small fallen leaf or a crisp bird song at this time, there may still be no such me ... A disappointing and even scary imagination, just like our life sitting at the top of the probability pyramid. In the face of nature's uncanny workmanship, do we still have the right and qualification to say that I am not important? For parents, we will always be unrepeatable orphans. No matter how many children they have, we are unique. If I don't exist, they will leave a love in the air, floating like spider silk in the wind. If I get sick, their hearts will shrink to stone, and they will pray to God for my recovery countless times, and even wish that the pain of disaster would come to them ten times stronger in exchange for my peace. Every drop of my success is like passing through a magnifying glass, entering their pupils and absorbing their hearts. If we walk in front of them, their white hair will hang from sunrise to sunset, and their tears will make the Pacific Ocean ebb. In the face of this unbearable affection, dare we say that I am not important? Our memories are closely intertwined with our partners, just like two colors mixed in a dish, which are inseparable. You used to be yellow, I used to be blue, and our same color is green, green is full of vitality and green is about to drip. A man who lost his wife has no vital ribs in his chest, his atrium is bare, and every breeze drops blood. A woman who has lost her husband is a broken string, each of which has been sung for a long time in a rainy night ... do we have the heart to say that I am not important in front of fellow travelers? Look down on our children, only we are supreme. We are their original universe, and we are an unfathomable ocean. If we hide, the children will lose their honest and unparalleled blood love forever, and the sky will fall to the southeast and the ground will fall to the northwest. Broken plates can stick together, but a broken childhood can never be recovered. The wound is bleeding, and there is no mother's hand to bind it up for him. In the face of choice, there is no father's wisdom to advise him ... in the face of future generations, do we have the courage to say that I am not important? With friends, we have known each other for many years, so that we can understand each other's feelings with a slight frown and a jitter of eyelashes. If I leave, it's like a computer losing a file that hasn't been copied, leaving an irreplaceable black hole in its memory. In the dead of night, when I pressed a few phone keys, my fingers suddenly stopped, and the string of numbers no longer needed to be recited. On holidays, she wrote many greeting cards. When it was my turn to speak, she closed her eyes ... After a long time, she filled out a greeting card with no address but a name and burned it in the deserted air. A close friend of a good friend for many years is like an ancient pottery in the desert. If you break one, you will lose one, and you will never find the same finished product. In the face of such friendship, do we still have the face to say that I am not important? I am very important. I am an indispensable master of my work and career. My unique ideas soar in the sky like pigeons, and only I can catch their feathers. My thoughts are scattered on the beach like pearls, waiting for me to string them together with gold thread. My will stretches forward until the horizon disappears ... no one can replace me any more than I can replace others. I am very important. I whispered to myself. I'm not used to announcing this idea loudly and clearly. We have lived a life of insignificance for too long. I am very important. I repeated it. It's a little loud. I heard my heart beating violently on this phone. I am very important. I finally announced this to the world loudly. Moments later, I heard echoes from mountains, rivers and oceans. Yes, I am very important. Each of us should have the courage to say so. Our position may be humble, and our position may be insignificant, but this does not mean that we are unimportant. Importance is not the same as greatness, but the spiritual commitment to life. People often judge whether we are important from the perspective of success. But I want to say that as long as we have been working hard and fighting for the light, we are living an extremely important life. Let's hold our heads high and loudly announce to countless creatures on our beautiful planet that I am important.

abstract

This movie is very inspirational. According to a true story, this paper tells the story of a boy with Tourette's disease who tried to realize his dream of becoming a teacher and overcome the disease. When the protagonist was in primary school, he was regarded as a bad boy out of control by the school because he could not restrain himself from making strange sounds. Not only did the teachers not understand, but the students even made fun of him for this behavior. Fortunately, I met a good headmaster in junior high school, let him speak on stage to express his symptoms, and let the protagonist say some ideas to let everyone know that he didn't mean to make trouble. After that, he has more confidence in himself. After graduating from college, he insisted that every student deserves to be taught and wants to be a teacher. He went to various schools to interview for teacher positions. However, because of his symptoms, the school staff have always been skeptical about him, and even asked him not to make a sound in class before hiring him. These reasons made him very depressed, but fortunately, his mother always supported him and encouraged him to face life bravely and overcome difficulties. In the process, he also gained love. Finally, I interviewed about 25 schools, and finally a primary school was willing to hire him as a second-grade tutor with a one-year contract! Moreover, he also proved that he is very suitable to be a teacher, and he wants to get along well with students. Finally, he was even elected as an excellent new teacher of that year. He has a hard life and has been fighting Tourette's disease. His mother has been encouraging him not to give in to Tourette's disease. After suffering, I am still optimistic and brave enough to face the cruel reality. He overcame many difficulties and obstacles and stubbornly defeated Tourette's disease. Father can never understand his strange behavior. There is always an insurmountable gap between him and his father, which is an irreparable scar. But at the end of the term, his father helped him repair the bookshelf at school, and he was trying his best to help him. Through his efforts, he was named the best teacher of the year, and all the children and teachers in the class cheered for him. As said, he is in the same mood as these children at the moment. Facing the problem, he didn't say that I couldn't, but that I could. At the awards party, what he said touched me deeply: I also want to thank the most difficult and persistent teacher in my life-Tourette's disease. At this time, the whole audience cast a surprised look, and everyone could not understand why he wanted to thank a disease. He said: What have I learned from the disease? Without waiting for an answer, several children raised their hands and answered the answer they understood: stick to the end and not be defeated by difficulties. The simple answer is touching. He said: This disease has taught me the most precious experience in the world, that is, never let anything stop you from pursuing your dreams, from working, playing or falling in love. Finally, Brad realized his dream, taught happily and lived happily, and played the mascot "Homer" in Atlanta Warriors.