High school inspirational chicken blood articles

Senior three is a beautiful journey, in which we need some positive forces to help us move forward. I have compiled the inspirational chicken blood articles of senior three, welcome to enjoy and learn from them.

The reason for the struggle is simple:

The reason for the struggle is actually very simple: a penniless person can buy a gift she likes for his beloved, which is the best motivation for the struggle; The purpose of self-improvement is to make the whole family have better living security for people living in simple houses; The ambition of those who are crowned the capital to protect the faces of the poor in the world is the right to wear clothes and ride horses!

I have always liked this dialogue in The Analects of Confucius: "Yan Yuan, Herodias, Confucius said," What are you talking about? "Lutz said," I wish my horse, horse, clothes and friends * * *, and I have no regrets. Yan Yuan said: "I hope that there is no good cut, and I will get it for nothing." . "Lutz said," I want to listen to zi zi's ambition. "Confucius said," Old people are safe, friends believe, and young people are pregnant. " It is said that one day, Confucius and his two proud disciples, Yan Yuan, had a discussion with Luz. Confucius asked them what their ambition was. Lutz, who dares to love and hate, would rather answer first: "I want to make a fortune, drive a Mercedes-Benz and BMW every day, wear a world-famous Benny Road every month, and use Dabao for skin care every year ... In short, my material life is very rich. "If Lutz stops here, he won't be my favorite character in The Analects, because he went on to say," I don't enjoy these things alone. I want to share them with the people I love and the people I love. Even if I don't use them well, I won't feel bad or regret not being angry when I use them all. " Compared with the rude answer of the hero Luz, Yan Yuan belongs to a saint who knows eight honors and eight disgraces: "I hope to have the best moral behavior and the best moral achievement. Although I have made a good contribution to society, I am not proud. I also hope that I don't put my hard work on others. "Confucius' answer to by going up one flight of stairs shows the sage's realm and the boss's demeanor, and directly puts forward the beautiful concept of a harmonious society:" The old have a sense of security and the people have something to care for. " )

When I was in junior high school, I saw this conversation in extracurricular reading materials and was deeply infected. Even today, I can recite it casually. In particular, Lutz's ambition, though seemingly simple, is extraordinary-to fight for the people I love and those who love me. This idea has always inspired me to try to be myself every day. Although it is far from the definition of success, I know why I live and why I fight.

I remember junior high school at that time, and the conditions at home were very general. A family of three lives in a house of less than 30 square meters. There is no window in my room, so I have to turn on the light when I enter the room. There is no room for anything bigger except a bed, a folding table, a tin bookcase and a 12 inch black and white TV. Life seems to have no special meaning to me, except watching TV and fighting for entertainment. Learning is not the worst, but the best distance is out of reach. I am not the most rebellious, but I often have a bad temper and swear. I live happily every day, and I even made a poem to laugh at myself: I am full of wine and food every day, I am lazy to learn from the DPRK, and I am happy and unrestrained. I never thought graduation would really come, and I didn't know where my goal in life was. Of course, I also had a career plan, which seemed very challenging-I hope to be a uniformed security guard in the hospital where my mother works.

Before my security career began, I met some things that moved me, the most vivid of which happened in that winter vacation: after the final exam of last semester in Senior Two, because the holiday was coming soon, I came home happily with my report card and couldn't wait to give it to my mother to tell her how many students were worse than me. As usual, she went into the kitchen silently without saying anything. I played in the next room for a while, and when I went to the kitchen to drink water, I found her crying while watching my grades. At that moment, my numb heart was violently stirred. Another thing is that my parents took me to a dinner party that winter vacation. A child studying in the United States came back to visit relatives, and many relatives and friends came to meet him. During the dinner, he vividly told us a lot of his experiences abroad. Although I can't remember what he said today, at that time, I knew for the first time that the outside world was not just as dull as the ice and snow in my hometown all the year round. By the end of the banquet, he had become the perfect child image in the eyes of all parents and an example to all other children present. Parents like to compare their children with others. I have heard many parents encourage their children to be as successful as he is. That's what my parents told me, but I know in my heart that I don't seem to have much comparability with him. His ambition is Wall Street, and my ideal is to stand in front of the hospital. At that moment, I was particularly depressed.

The next day, I happened to see this dialogue in The Analects of Confucius. I don't know how to describe the feeling at that time. It can be called lightning and thunder, just like being exposed to nuclear radiation. You can also call it an epiphany. From that moment on, I suddenly understood why I want to fight, why do I want to fight? In order to make the people who love me and the people I love proud of me and help them live a better life, I finally made all my efforts. I immediately went to the bookstore and bought all the reference books and workbooks about the senior high school entrance examination in the market (fortunately, the teaching AIDS in 1992 were not as rampant as today). When I got home, I spent almost all my time reading books and doing problems. I am fascinated day and night. I want to read the words when I see them, read the comprehension materials with the words until I go to bed, and recite the words when I go to the toilet. Finally, I developed smoothly. This is how I spent the rest of my winter vacation. I didn't play all day, and no one urged me to study once. I couldn't answer many questions at first, so I asked my classmates and asked my parents to save money to tutor me. Perhaps the foundation is not too bad, or the understanding is relatively high. It is more likely to be a genetic mutation, and some problems were solved by my classmates. Later, I was able to finish a book in a few days. In the last few days of winter vacation, I feel less reluctant to do it because there are more and more reference books. Reading and doing exercises replaced watching TV as my first entertainment.

On the first English test, 100, I got 98.5, ranking first in my class. The English teacher was very happy, but I saw her confusion in her eyes. In the second exam, she stood in front of my desk and stared at me kindly. After the exam results came out, I was still the first. Since then, I have basically been the first in English exams. Although other subjects are not the best in the class, they are far from the previous ones. I find that after studying well, I will be lazy and it is not easy to go back. I have been working so hard since that winter vacation day until the senior high school entrance examination. I remember that in order to save time, I bought shoes and clothes in the same style and color, so I don't have to choose them every day. My classmates thought that I never changed clothes, so they nicknamed me "Never Wear", which is particularly interesting in retrospect. The results of the senior high school entrance examination were expected, and I was admitted to Harbin No.3 Middle School, the best high school in the province. Later, I went to the head teacher's house to see her. She praised me for being smarter than she expected. In fact, I know that I am definitely not the cleverest in my class, but I should be the most diligent.

Many years have passed, and I often miss myself then. Working hard for the ideal, I feel so full and happy. Life is really unbearable. Without goals and responsibilities, life will be like a stagnant pool. Later, in the third year of high school, I was admitted to an ideal university, and my score was relatively high. From then on, my parents began to be proud of me. Interestingly, my mother is often found by other parents to exchange or guide their children's education. Although she talked about many theories that have never been used on me, no one will doubt her authority because she is my mother.

Now I occasionally wonder when the cycle of days will end and where the ultimate goal of life is. Many friends around me often lament that they don't know what to live for and what to struggle for. They run around vanity fair helplessly every day, but they don't know where they are going when the tide comes. The joy is gone forever, and their hearts are extremely empty. It seems that no one can buy a panacea that can stimulate their ambitions. At this time, I will think of what the affectionate and righteous Lutz said to us more than two thousand years ago: I wish my friends * * *, and I have no regrets. So, all these have answers.

The reason for the struggle is actually very simple: a penniless person can buy a gift she likes for his beloved, which is the best motivation for the struggle; The purpose of self-improvement is to make the whole family have better living security for people living in simple houses; The ambition of those who are crowned the capital to protect the faces of the poor in the world is the right to wear clothes and ride horses!

My miracle in senior three:

Miracle is to sacrifice everything for faith! For those who say I can't, I have proved once again that yes, I can.

Finally, I can calm down and remember and savor it in such an early morning, which belongs to my miracle of senior three.

I want to use the comments of the head teacher to describe the last semester of senior three: "You know how to care about the world but you can't. You are extremely determined, but you can't escape the temptation of reality. You can see the mountains in the distance, but you can't see the road under your feet. Sometimes I call it persistence, sometimes I regard self-satisfaction as self-confidence, and sometimes I feel that I am the almighty God who can save others and save the world. Finally, I became a clay idol crossing the river. Sometimes it is a "pseudo-master" who is really full of weaknesses and still doesn't care, and sometimes it is a poor person who is really ruined and complacent. " Seeing these comments and criticisms, I feel panic, but I am more confused-what should I do? ...

The habit of being riddled with holes made my grades drop from the first place in the second year of high school to forty or fifty places, but at that time I was still full of confidence and felt that I could make a comeback.

This is the first half of senior three. Looking at the decline in performance, watching Peking University go away in confusion and struggle. ...

What I have to mention is independent enrollment. Now that I think about it, it was really a wonderful experience that affected me for a long time!

With the grade of Grade Two, I entered the written examination room of Peking University's independent enrollment. I only did a little of the four math problems in the morning. If you put it aside at ordinary times, you will be bored when you do the test in the afternoon, and then you will be frustrated. But this time, I don't know where it came from. I forgot the math paper in the morning for the time being, and every minute counts. When I walked out of the examination room, I knew there was little hope, but I was really pleased with my calmness in the afternoon. Passing the written test is a reward for my mentality. From then on, no matter how I did in the last exam, I can work hard until the last second, which may be far more important than passing the exam.

Then, in the interview, I walked by the unnamed lake again, breathing intoxicating breath, and the sunshine was quietly sprinkled on my body ... Later, I learned that the skier of the unnamed lake, a scholar under Boyata, gave me much hope in the dark.

Dramatically, I only got five points in the end. God's jokes are so funny. During the ten days of winter vacation, I threw away all my plans and stayed at a loss, just staying and doing nothing. After doing so much and spending so much time, only five points, is it worth it? I will never forget the faces of many people when they heard this "five o'clock". It was the face when they heard a cold joke. I could only respond with a smile. But I refuse to accept, perhaps, these five points will be useful; Maybe, really useful. ...

School starts again, and we will go to "Quality Inspection II" immediately. The appearance of integrated management has greatly changed this situation. The advantages of chemistry cannot be brought into play, and the disadvantages of physics are exposed. 200, I can't forget the teacher angrily took the report card to the dormitory and pointed it out to me: "It's not that bad!" " Thinking independently ... "In a flash, I felt overwhelmed, gritted my teeth and made up my mind. I threw away my mobile phone card, lent my MP4 to my classmates, and put three things under my pillow: Tsinghua Peking University was not a dream, I bought it in the summer vacation, and I enrolled in Peking University's Dream Building Peking University and a set of postcards from Peking University. Lying in bed, it is difficult to fall asleep. I copied the invincible flower, hoping that I could be like the little girl who sacrificed everything for Fudan. ...

Walking on the road every day, my eyes are always dark and I can't see any sunshine. The life of going to bed late and getting up early leads to physical problems, and my mind is always like a paste, and I retch from time to time. But I can't relax. I should take medicine. I have to work hard after taking medicine ... I work overtime in the dormitory every day. I feel so quiet at night, only hearing my own heartbeat. That's when I forgot my happiness, and that's when I miss it most.

With the courage to cross the rubicon, I persisted for a month, only to fall from the bottom of the valley into the abyss at the same time. 570 points, 283, according to the previous results, this is just enough for one book. There are still 54 days before the college entrance examination, and I really want to give up ... Looking at the test paper weakly, the terrible thing is that I don't have the courage and passion to "clean up the old mountains and rivers".

Thanks to my friend, with a piece of paper, a paragraph aroused my inner hope: "treat every day as the last gift before the end, and treat every question as an essential weapon to exercise my ability." "Even if it is freezing tomorrow, I will die." "For necessities, I must go to a dazzling place!" . Yes, it's not over yet. Really, there may be a big reversal.

It was an afternoon that witnessed my inner growth. Sitting alone by the window, I once again read the wealth left by the strong Fudan girl-invincible flower. I wrote powerfully in my diary: I can plummet, but I will shine. More than six people were admitted to Peking University in one day. Seeing these words now, I still admire my courage at that time. How can I believe in miracles so much! As Chai Jing said, failure is not a tragedy, but giving up!

According to the normal plot, I should get better grades. But reality is reality after all. There are 233 students in grade "1.5 mode". According to repeat students, such achievements are hopeless. it's over ...

I went out for a run after the first evening self-study that day, like crazy. When I came back, I saw the chemistry paper handed out. Looking at the paper that was close to perfect score, I smiled to myself. Then I found that there was a sentence from the chemistry teacher at the end of the paper, "You are still the best!" " "There are people who believe me, and the teacher has not given up on me. For an instant, I felt inexplicably moved. Lying on the desk, I cried freely, which was the light I saw in the darkest time. After crying, I relaxed a lot. No matter what lies ahead, I will go all out with the fullest enthusiasm, the highest morale, the hardest working spirit and the toughest perseverance! Lose, lose, lose until you win!

One day in the dormitory, a buddy from the next class came to chat. In the conversation, I unconsciously revealed my frustration. He sent me this sentence: you are always in front and have never been hit. I've been beaten, and I've never been knocked down!

Repeated days day after day led to the emergence of "two models", but when I rushed to level 70, I was not happy. I'm going to review freely soon, and my physics score is 60 ... I asked my physics teacher for help. He told me that physics is unlikely to make great progress at this stage. The teacher is right, but it is not impossible! I don't accept it. I know how good I am. Let's talk about it!

There are still 19 days before the college entrance examination, and I moved the battlefield to the study room. Some soldiers failed in the study contest. Like them, I am on the road of no return! Thinking about those scores every day, Chinese 120, math 140, English 140, comprehensive management 275 plus 5 points, that's enough, you can go to Peking University ... daydreaming, but if you want to have meaningful dreams, dreams can bring motivation! I set up a piece of paper on the table, "God stops killing God, Buddha stops killing Buddha!" " "Like a hungry wolf, like a desperate madman rushed to Peking University.

At 2: 50, I reached level 30, just as I "took more than six vows a day". Who asked you to give me a little hope, I will spare no effort!

In the last ten days, I was the only one left in the dormitory (everyone else had already left or failed). The "God Man" who left Tsinghua said: You will do well in the exam. I will,' I thought.

Let's go through all three years. It's quiet inside, the last battle, ready to go.

It is worth mentioning that when I learned that there were two of my good friends in the examination room, I wrote an article entitled "Great Victory, Irreversible".

The night before I left, the head teacher came to my dormitory, patted me on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Your score is a V, I hope you can climb to the top again in the college entrance examination!" "

Everything was decided when I took the notice! 672 points, plus five points, I'm from Peking University! Kissing the baby in my hand suddenly reminded me of my physics, 1 10!

Only then did I realize that this year was so beautiful. Miracle is to sacrifice everything for faith!

Looking back, do we also find that sacrifice is not everything? Who says sacrifice is not a victory? We won too much, and each of us has time to create miracles.