Handwritten newspaper with the title "I want to say" (a3)

Title: I want to speak my mind

① "Look at the total score of this exam is 297 points, and the average score of each subject is 99 points. You took the exam so well "Low!" I have said this sentence dozens of times since I came back from my uncle's house until this morning, just to complain that I did so poorly in this exam!

Every time I go back to my hometown, my mother’s relatives gather together to eat and chat. But where are the parents of our children? We started to compare our results. If we were good, we would give a few compliments. If we were bad, we would wait to hear our parents "recite sutras" when we got home. If it was serious, we would be beaten!

"Linlin, did you do well in this exam? What's your total score?" My dad, who loves to compare scores, is asking about my cousin's scores again! I glared at my dad, but he ignored him and looked at my cousin expectantly. My cousin said without raising her head, "It's okay, the total score is 299." She raised her head when she said the total score. Look, he seems very proud! Dad seemed to glance at me. "Pingping, did you do well in this exam? What's your total score?" Here it comes again! Every time my father comes to ask about the scores of people present and my peers, he will not "give up"! "I failed the test this time, with a total score of 287." Pingping replied. At the end of this time, the total scores of the two cousins ??were higher than mine. As soon as I got home, I started preaching! "Do you think it's embarrassing to think that the total score of the two cousins ??is higher than yours?..." Dad lectured for an hour and said to me, "If you memorize two more words, you can memorize two less articles tomorrow." /p>

"What?" I shouted, but I had no choice but to pick up the English book that I had read countless times.

Picking up the English book, I looked at it absently, and my father came over and said to me: "Whoever doesn't study hard has no job now; so-and-so didn't go to college, and now he's picking up rags!... It has been said that 'if a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable'; 'the good at work lies in hard work and the idle in playing'; 'nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing'..." Oh my God! God! Please help me!

Today I want to express my true feelings here. Results are important, but please give us freedom sometimes, and please don’t compare us with others.

②I, sixteen years old, sit in the examination room of the high school entrance examination like my peers, but I am different from them!

When I was a child, when my parents took me out, many people would cast doubtful glances on me. It was not from me, but from my father and mother. But I had no idea, and I was always confused. I shouted sensibly: "Dad, please carry me on your back. I want to ride a big horse, ride a big horse..."

Gradually, I grew up, and gradually discovered that my parents were the same age as me. The differences between my parents: their hair is grayer, their wrinkles are more obvious; their backs are more hunched; their hands are rougher... Gradually, a doubt came to my mind.

I began to feel that my home was no longer warm and my parents were no longer approachable. I began to complain that my mother’s cooking was not delicious, I began to dislike my father for not being strong enough, I began to sneer at my mother’s kind reminders, and I began to criticize my father’s sincerity. Teaching is perfunctory and indifferent. My changes attracted the attention of my parents, but they didn't know the reason. They thought they didn't care enough, so they doted on me even more, and they were full of love.

One Friday, I went home as usual. As soon as I walked in, I saw my father coming towards me with a smile on his face. He pointed to the living room and said, "Look, kid!" I followed my father's fingers. Looking in the direction, I saw that the living room was covered with strips of red wool, woven into a large net, just like the red rays in the museum. On the table in the middle of the living room, there was a small, beautifully packaged box... Before I could finish reading, my father held my hand and said, "Son, do you still remember the games you played with your dad when you were a kid? Every time You were very happy when you played this game. Can you play with your father again today?" I wanted to refuse, but looking at the expectation on my father's face, I bit the bullet and agreed.

"Start!" My father gave the order, and he and I started to "cross the red cordon" from both ends of the house. But my mentality is just to have fun and deal with errands. I hope this "farce" will end soon.

But suddenly, I looked up and saw my father opposite, with a focused expression, his waist bent, his sparse hair slanted to one side, sweat dripping from his forehead, smiling at me and blinking, carefully crossing the red lines... In an instant, as a child My memory was awakened by this familiar scene. It was also that moonlit night and the father opposite me. The same posture, the same smile, the same love - just to make me happy, I changed my ways. to please me. Gradually, my vision became blurred, and it suddenly started raining outside the window. With the sound of rain, my heart began to tick, tick...

Mom and Dad, how many times have I lost my temper because of you who are the same age as me? My parents are old and I suspect that I was picked up. How many times have I felt inferior because you are older than my parents of the same age as me? How many times have I gradually alienated you because you are older than my parents of the same age... But, You have never complained or blamed me.

Today, I want to say: Yes, my parents are already in their 60s, but their love for me and their love for me have never aged. Today, I want to say: Mom and Dad, your son is unfilial and has made you suffer. I will still be your son in the next life, for sure!

③

"Excuse me, what is your dream?"

This should be a common question. I should be full of confidence, Answer it completely and fluently. But for a while, there were so many thoughts in my heart, and it felt like there was a ball of cotton wool stuck in my throat. I stood there in a daze, and in the end I could only utter a few words vaguely: "I...I have no dreams."

In fact, I already had a clear answer in my heart; in fact, it was more urgent than anyone else's. I really hope that I can realize this answer with my own hands; in fact, every scenery among the hundreds of postcards printed with different exotic scenery collected in my home has been firmly remembered in my heart...

But there is still no Courage to speak out. It's too big and too difficult to achieve. No, it can even be said that it is basically impossible to achieve. To me, it is like a cluster of ice and fire, a cluster of ice and fire that was frozen when it bloomed to its peak. It is beautiful, cold and hot, but it can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with.

What changed my mind was a movie. The protagonist of the film is a "fool", an imbecile, a child who is laughed at and bullied by everyone. But precisely because he is "stupid", he is more optimistic and kinder than ordinary people, more persistent in his dreams, and works tirelessly, even if he is laughed at by the world; precisely because he is "stupid", he is not afraid of difficulties , not afraid of setbacks, not afraid of obstacles, and never, even for a second, gave up on his original dream. His name is Forrest Gump, a child who never grew up, a competent father, a soldier who returned from the Vietnam War, and a successful businessman.

He showed me that dreams are not divided into difficulties or difficulties, high or low, and success or failure; and all the dreams you insist on will one day become a butterfly out of a cocoon. Reality.

Even if time cannot be turned back, I still hope to go back to that moment, to the moment when the teacher asked me about my dream. If today, or even in the future, I encounter this kind of problem unexpectedly again, I will not be timid. I won't back down. I will definitely not bury that answer deep in my heart. I will definitely tell the answer in my heart openly and loudly with my head held high: "My dream is to travel around the world! It is to walk the Silk Road with my own feet; it is to touch the wind-sanded pyramids on the Nile River with my own hands. ; It is to taste the historical deposits in the Louvre with my own eyes; to listen to the waltz flowing by the Danube River with my own ears! This is my dream! ”

④Teacher, today, I I want to speak my mind! Nine years of compulsory education will come to an end today. During the nine years of cold and summer, we have received countless knowledge indoctrination, but quality education seems to have been relegated to a neglected position. As a member of the non-district and city experimental demonstration middle school students, I have a deep understanding of the huge gap between the school and other urban experimental model middle schools, from hardware to software, from teachers to students, from school spirit to learning atmosphere. However, we use the same paper for the high school entrance examination, and our competition is on the same platform. But not on the same level!

The endless tactics of question papers and question banks, one after another, have mercilessly taken away our precious time. The blind introduction of computer grading has made Chinese learning as simple as The only standard answer is the same as mathematics, physics and chemistry.

The purpose of designing standardized answers was to reduce the workload of marking teachers, but it left students at a loss. The teacher used his own preferences and ideas to design standard answers and so-called knowledge points, so that students could He has completely lost interest and fun in Chinese language learning based on rote memorization. He must follow his ideas in order to get full marks. All classic beautiful articles are mechanically cut into fragments, and the front and back of each fragment are divided by teachers. Feel free to add countless reasonable and unreasonable definitions from classics or made-up, or various famous prefixes and suffixes. For example, in the text "Jinci", the author Liang Heng originally wrote a travelogue prose, but unexpectedly it was compiled into an explanatory text after it was selected into the textbook. is a model, and it is also added with literary and artistic expository essays that use physical examples as the object of explanation. In contrast, there is another type of plain expository essay that uses examples as the object of explanation, such as "Suzhou Gardens". Does this mislead us? Chinese learning?