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About the conversation elements of the older generation about past lives.

At the end of this semester, I showed my parents the Evaluation Manual for Middle School Students, and they laughed happily. I am also very happy, because I have improved nine places compared with last semester. After that, I chatted with my parents about my study and life this semester. My parents not only care about my study life, but also care about the study of other students in our class. I said that a few students in our class began to learn and make rapid progress, but some students' grades declined.

My mother said to me, "What do you think of your exam?"

I said, "Not bad."

Dad said seriously, "It's much better than last semester, but I'll work harder next time, you know?"

I said loudly, "I know, I will definitely work harder!" " "(Cheer for yourself @ @)

My parents looked at me and said, "Do you think the competition you are facing now is fierce? Do you feel pressured? "

I replied, "Of course, the competition is fierce. There are still many students in my class whose grades are better than mine. Everyone is chasing after me, and they have to face competitors from other classes. Can this competition not be fierce? "

Then, my parents and I expressed our views on this issue.

I think certain competition can inspire our fighting spirit and let us work hard towards our goals. With the atmosphere of classmates chasing after each other, we will be tense. Of course, competition should also be moderate. If there is no competition, we will relax and we don't know how to make progress.

My mother thinks that proper pressure and competition can promote my study and growth on the learning road. Competition is not only a challenge for us, but also an opportunity to show myself, and it is also the embodiment of my ability to surpass myself. It will urge me to succeed step by step and realize my dream.

Dad went on to say, "Competition exists in all aspects of our lives. For example, in chess, every player wants to win. Aren't you the same? "

The topics I discussed with my parents benefited me a lot. A suitable competitive environment is conducive to our study and growth. If we can't even bear the competitive pressure in learning, how can we stand in this more competitive society in the future? Therefore, from now on, I will study harder, face the competition in my study with a normal heart and continue to work hard towards the next goal.

Two.

I have a lot of feelings when I talk to my parents. This conversation made me deeply realize the price of love? Free love is not equal to cheap love. On the contrary, the father's love for maternal love may have countless ups and downs. Thank you very much for your parenting in the past 20 years. What I really want to say to you is: "I love your parents. You have worked hard. "

Their love deeply touched me and shocked me, letting me know the greatness of fatherly love and their own smallness. Love speaks for itself. Father's love for mother's love is always like this. Love is silent, selfless, deep, deep ... when a person doesn't expect anything before loving you, such love is the most priceless and pure. Parental love is unrequited, and only parents can bear it.

There are many kinds of life, and the world is cold. Only * * * interests, no * * * morality. Friendship and love are actually quite material emotions, purely interests. You earn and I take, but parents, especially parents, can no longer find the so-called dirt and illusion, but the truth. You are good to me, and I will respond to you with peaches, plums and drops of water. Flattery, gratitude So these feelings are just empty feelings, which advocate mutual benefit, so it is naked in the sugar-coated package of morality. It is concerned with cost, operation and profit. Verbs that modify this feeling cannot be used for love, but only for operation. So this feeling is extremely weak, worthless and fragile. It can't stand the blow of disaster and the test of time. Without reciprocity, the only criterion to maintain its survival, it will immediately fall apart. It was originally a step that was trampled on. Can it be compared with the love of parents? It's nonsense, out of proportion. Those parents love just the opposite. It's clean and flawless. There is less camouflage. More truth, less ostentation, more simplicity, less mutual gifts and more dedication. There is not so much ritual exchange, not so much cost accounting, and there will be no fatal weakness. There will be no careful calculation, and there will be no haggling. Just one word. Love one word. We are very satisfied. The father's love for mother's love also has an embarrassing weakness, that is, he is not good at words. He always pays silently, obeys silently, and bears the illusion that the child will linger when he comes at once. When they come at once, they will also have the illusion that they should be so natural. This is the reason for profligacy. What is waste? Ungrateful, insensitive, and wasteful. It is shameful to be ungrateful, unfilial and disrespectful to your parents. We should learn to cherish, in the face of father's love for mother's love, we are shameful. We should learn to cherish and cherish the return of fatherly love and maternal love. The reward is to love for love's sake, to love for father's sake, to respect others and to cherish precious life. However, if you can't swing it, it will make children feel bored. You will feel that parents' love is a burden, which will lead to more serious rebellious psychology and indulgence. So, you are lazy if you can muddle along, and lazy if you want to make ends meet. Objectively speaking, you have the responsibility of your parents, and you will abandon it and spoil it. Objectively speaking, we are the givers of love, and we have the subjective right to choose and be moved. In other words, we have the right and reason to refuse excessive concern, so as to better shape ourselves, exercise ourselves, develop ourselves and show ourselves. Fatherly love and maternal love are not and cannot be a panacea to solve problems. It is just an option, a breakthrough, only once, can not be tried and tested, can not rely too much. We should have our own opinions, not as before.

From birth to maturity, you have never said a difficult word for me, but your daughter knows that love is a silent ending, but children know how to return. Love is a silent response. I don't want to use those flowery words to describe it, but I need practical actions to prove it. I just want to live safely and fully.

Live an active and exquisite life.

Prove yourself with yourself and convince others with others. Thank your parents for their upbringing first, and then thank them for their endless love.

Through this conversation, I deeply realized that my father's work is hard and not easy. I admire him very much. He is an honorable people's policeman. He made outstanding contributions in his work. He loved his job and sacrificed a lot for it. Similarly, my mother and I have sacrificed a lot. Often when many families get together to enjoy family happiness, my mother and I are guarding my father who works far away and wishing him peace. Yes I am proud to have such a father. My mother is a good wife and mother, a qualified housewife, and has made great contributions to our happy and warm home. Now, I will be a glorious policeman, and I firmly believe that I can be competent and contribute my youth and sincerity to the motherland. He often tells me: "Behind the magnificent and brilliant March of the people's police, it is far beyond the hardships and diligence of ordinary people. Yes, I want to be a policeman. " But I will fight for one of them.

Ah! The poor bear the wind, dear mom and dad, you light up my heart like a firefly, you wash away my dirt like a river, and I am spotless. You let me stand on your solid shoulders like a giant and grow up happily, happily and fully. You guide this long, rugged and extraordinary road like a burning torch, thus drawing a satisfactory full stop for my life.