What are the good qualities between people?

What are the good qualities between people? The friendship between gentlemen seems indifferent, but in fact it is pure as water.

What are the ingredients of love between people? Fatherly love is a lifetime treasure.

Father's love is a mountain, guarding the fire of life; Father's love is fire, lighting the lamp of hope; Father's love is a lamp that illuminates the way forward; Fatherly love is the way to lead your life.

I don't know why my father's straight back is bent, why his handsome face is haggard, why his thick black hair is gray, and for whom my father has worked hard for most of his life. ...

Until the third grade.

On that day, the wind roared and the vegetation was depressed. I was sitting on the bus, getting off and going home alone. However, I saw a person, shivering in the dark world and the cold wind. The wind kept blowing his skirts-that's his father! Through the window, I clearly saw my father's white hair. This is not a bright moon, there is no gorgeous decoration, but it is white hair. That is a white hair. Father's white hair was overwhelmed by strong winds again and again, but he stood indomitable again and again. I know who this must be for. ...

Is it my father's white hair, or is my father's heart constantly being crushed and raised? The car is near the construction site, so I quickly stepped down. Obviously, my father saw me. He stopped blocking the coat in the wind with his fingers and ran quickly to me. His coat completely succumbed to the wind, but he didn't care that the red sweater jumped out of the * * * ran to me in this inexplicable darkness.

At that moment, I clearly saw my father's fiery heart approaching me in the cold. At that moment, I was in tears.

My father gently took my hand to warm it up, but what I touched was obviously a big hand as cold as ice. I held my father's hand tightly, but he was too busy to avoid it. "My hands are too cold." Regardless of my father's dodge, I caught those cold big hands back, knowing that I was grasping the wealth of my life.

With the aging of life, my father turned into a mountain, a fire, a lamp, a road, a little fatherly love, accompanied me every day and every second, and accompanied me all my life. Father, your love is the wealth of your daughter's life, because with your love, her daughter will never be poor.

paternal love

When I was a child, someone asked me if I loved my father or my mother. I would not hesitate to announce loudly: "Love my mother!" " "In my mind, my father is so distant and vague. My father was born in a mountain village surrounded by mountains. He is the simple and honest son of Dashan. Sixteen-year-old, with the stubbornness and fortitude endowed by the mountains, he set foot on the train going north, resolutely joined the army and left his hometown.

I have a very strange impression of my father since I fell to the ground. Every time I ask my mother inexplicably, "Why didn't dad want us?" My mother always hugs me lovingly, "because my father shoulders the sacred duty of defending the country." Naive idea that father is selfish. Why did my father leave us to live with my mother for that olive green? In my childhood memory, only my mother's kind smile supported my life.

After my father was demobilized, he was transferred to the political and legal department. At that time, I gradually understood. Twelve years' military career has tempered my father's seriousness and efficiency. He is very strict with me. From study to life, he wants me to be meticulous and meticulous. The fault of the child is the fault of the father. His attitude towards me is very harsh, and I hate and fear him even more. I don't understand why he always puts on a serious face to me and why he always scolds me cruelly when I make mistakes. I feel that my father and I are out of place, and there are too many barriers between us.

I seldom talk to my father, let alone communicate with him. I always tell my mother what I think, and my mother will convincingly analyze the pros and cons with me. My mother is my spiritual pillar, and has been supporting a soaring blue sky for me. Things have not been solved. Entering the rainy season, my beloved mother died of illness. When I was young, I suffered from the premature' where will you go' of my relatives, and I was unhappy all day. The cruel reality made my father old a lot at once, and the grief of losing his wife in middle age was deeply buried in my heart. Several times, I saw him sitting alone in a dark room thinking, and the thick smell of smoke lingered around him. When I couldn't help interrupting my father who was obsessed with thinking, I saw the tears left by ironman's eyes. The man's tears were not gently brushed away because he didn't reach the sad place. In the later days, my father provoked the burden of the family. The heavy housework and hard work made him breathless, and he became more unsmiling. In the dead of night, his heartfelt cough always wakes me up from my dream, and my father's insomnia sigh makes me burst into tears.

For this broken home, for I have a warm harbor, a woman walked into my family. She is my stepmother. A virtuous mother keeps the family in good order and lets her father put his mind at work. My father's mood gradually improved, but I became more silent. I can't accept sudden changes. Later, a lovely little sister was added to the family. Later, I left this bittersweet home and went to another city to continue my studies. Too many things and people have made me see clearly, and everything around me has changed.

When I strolled along the picturesque campus tree-lined path and saw carefree children playing with their kind father's hand, my father's burly figure flashed through my mind and my thoughts flew over Qian Shan. Scenes of me getting along with my father keep emerging. At home, my father is always a book I can't understand, but now he is worried about studying in a foreign land.

When I first went home, I was very excited and eager to go home. My father just unfolded his frowning brows, and then his face was as cold as ice. My heart ached, and my son came home all the way. Why can't he laugh? I don't want anything, just a smile or a few words of caring and attentive, but no, dad will always be as serious as a mountain. I am really disappointed and heartbroken.

I said nothing to my father in those days. The night before I went back to school, I was rude and deliberately contradicted my mother. My father slapped me mercilessly. I covered my spicy face and went back to my room angrily. The heavy door separated me from my father's world, and my heart was full of resentment. I bit my lip and controlled myself not to shed tears, but the tears still trickled out unwillingly. The next day, just before dawn, I packed my bags and left home. Without saying anything, my father took me to the station by motorcycle. I sat in the back seat and saw that my father had silver hair. Time waits for no one! An unspeakable taste welled up in my heart, and resentment vanished. I tried to break the awkward silence, but I never had the courage. Before getting on the bus, I looked back at my father, who was still standing there watching me leave. The changes of years have made his tall and straight body a little rickety. It looks so thin in the bleak cold wind in late autumn. Father is old!

Last night, I suddenly remembered my mother's earnest words: "Your father broke his heart for this family and for letting you study with peace of mind!" Not only do you work harder, but you would rather not be treated when you are sick. I'll save you some money in case you don't have enough to eat and wear outside. I hope you study hard and get ahead. He is so hot-tempered, and he hates iron for not turning into steel. After hitting you, he regrets it very much, blaming himself for being impulsive. How old are you? You must understand his good intentions! "These words were said when my mother took medicine after my father hit me.

My tears fell quietly again.

For a long time, I thought my father didn't love me or care about me. In my mind, he is a distant star, bright but not near. Now I finally understand what is plain and true. My father has always used his mountain-like mind to contain and care for me, but I mistook his love for hate. Originally I was so ignorant, insignificant and selfish. I thought that only earth-shattering eternal love could last forever. It turns out that selfless fatherly love is the same as the sun and the moon, only to find that this feeling of intimate love is so unforgettable!

A feeling of wetness

It turns out that love only hurts me, and I can't get out of my mother's wet feelings. Motherly love is also silk, and it is also silk.

Qian Qian can't catch a broken heart.

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I am a quiet girl. I like to look at a shy little flower in a daze. I like to stand by the window and look at the lovely stars in the dead of night. Leng Yue is silent, and the moonlight shines gently, illuminating the dark world and this quiet girl who likes the moon.

I can only be a quiet girl, I have no choice. Haruki's article is wild, and I like it. Haruki in life is a girl with great personality, who likes to paint scarlet lips and wear strange clothes. I can't, I can only wander in my mother's wet feelings forever. I can't get out without an exit. I am afraid that as soon as I step out, I will hear my mother's severe reprimand and see my mother's sad tears. Right away. Take back your feet quietly and continue to wander. I don't know how many times the sad tears have slipped, and the condensed beads are everywhere, crystal clear. Pick one and put it in the sun. A girl's heart is running on the wasteland. Behind her is her mother who is full of tears in the wasteland, washing out the sunset and a ray of sadness.

I finally understand that there is another kind of love called "pain" My life is monotonous, and there is no color that a 65,438+08-year-old child should have. Everything was designed by my mother-my clothes, my daily life, my thoughts. All I have to do is carry it out. Children of the same age grow up in a pure natural environment, and I can only grow up quietly in the glass cover of maternal love in the way designed by my mother.

I broke my mother's hand and walked away without looking back. I closed my eyes slightly, and there was a fish named "Pain" swimming happily in my heart. There is a saying called pain and happiness. There is another saying that I chose pain for love.

I really want to go back to my childhood, then I can really like my mother's meticulous love. Really, it is wrong to grow up. I lost so many things that even my mother's love was so cold. There is a wide river between my mother and me. I am on the left bank and my mother is on the right bank. We all tried to find a bridge and walk to the bank.

The four-dimensional fantasy city is beautiful, with falling cherry blossoms, tears seeking freedom and love. I also want to seek freedom. I want to be a wild lily on the cliff, blooming alone but freely. Meteors across the sky with long tears, only one wish: to have a pair of wings and fly happily and freely.

I love my mother very much. I love her more than myself. It is fate that we have become mother and daughter in this life, and we don't want to leave scars in our mother's tired heart. For my mother's sake, for her wet love, I would like to see the scenery on the road paved by her and listen to her talk. There is no reason.

I am a quiet girl, standing at the window of love, quietly alone-alone in the world where my heart is flying.

First article

Let the world full of love

"Gently lift your face and dry your tears. This heart will always belong to you. Tell me that I am no longer lonely ..."

Listening to the song "Let the World Be Full of Love" sung by the stars, I remembered an episode on TV: A criminal suspect involved in several crimes, no matter how the criminal police threatened him with the law, he was an iron-tongued Kouga who would never speak. Later, several policewomen found his mother who had been missing for more than ten years-the only one who loved and cared for him since childhood. At the moment he hugged his mother, he burst into tears and told all the crime stories. Let criminals influence things, called affection.

"We share joy, we share patience, and we have the same expectations ..."

I remember friends who played together for six hours in "Famous in the Four Seas" met in the metropolis when they grew up. They cried and laughed together. In the process of realizing their ideals, they help each other and support each other as they did when they were young, and are happy for their friends' achievements. Finally, they kept their childhood agreement: to return to the place where they grew up together when realizing their dreams. What keeps them from giving up their ideals and agreements is called friendship.

"We * * * wind and rain, we * * * pursue, we cherish the same love ..."

Once upon a time, there was a Xiaotangshan Hospital, which was the most dangerous front line of SARS. Doctors and nurses from all over the country are busy in thick clothes all day. They have been fighting SARS all day, regardless of their families and children and their own lives. In their eyes, they can only read a firm belief: we will win! With their joint efforts, China survived the disaster. Let China through the disaster, called love.

"Look deeply into your eyes, needless to say, hold your hand tightly and keep warm."

Love is the least human emotion. Wei Wei sang: "As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful world." Yes, hold hands, my friend. Love is always by your side. Hold my hand and watch the rainbow tomorrow.

Let the world be full of love forever! ~

Postscript: "Whether you and I have ever known each other, whether in front of us or in the horizon, I sincerely wish you happiness and peace."

The second article

Life needs love.

The sunshine outside the window makes people impulsive, and cicadas sing like summer symphonies, which makes people fantasize and make people lively and fragrant. The wise man appeared on my test paper again and asked me what I needed with a mysterious smile. My answer is not wise, but full of sensibility. Yes, I think life needs love.

Life needs friendship. What is friendship? Is it the high mountains and flowing waters of Zhong Ziqi and Boya, breaking the piano to pay homage to friends? Have Marx and Engels lived for decades? Is it impossible to squeeze into a paused "Liu Dengjun"? Or ... maybe it's just F4' s warm "first time"; Friends are long-lost "old friends" when they meet, and friendly hands when they are in trouble; Wo xiu feng yuan composition guidance

It is a knowing smile when you are in the same boat. No matter how great or ordinary friendship, it must be important! Life needs!

Life needs affection. May I ask what kinship is? Is it the tenderness of the mother or the sternness of the father's love? Is it the daughter's cunning or the son's naughty? Is it a gentle reprimand from mom or a cruel slap from dad? Or ... maybe it's just Man Wenjun's affectionate "know you" and familiar "go home and have a look"; It's a phone call missed when traveling abroad, and it's an expensive international long distance abroad; This is a bunch of beautiful carnations on Mother's Day. This is an exhortation of concern; Or a clear sky propped up by a small umbrella in the heavy rain. However, no matter how strong the affection is, no matter how weak the affection is, we must always accompany you. Make your life colorful. Life also needs it.

The wind of friendship, affection and love makes waves and ripples on the ocean of life. Without love, life will be boring. Let's cherish the love around us! Life needs them! Yes, once again, life needs love!

Postscript: after writing these words, I seem to see a wise man smiling at me …

The generation gap between people refers to the differences in ideas and behavior habits when children abandon their parents' original views and gain new ones in the process of going to society. The generation gap is often formed because of great differences in age or times. The world of children is completely different from that of adults. Ignorance will seriously affect children's development. People of different ages live in different circles and come into contact with different things and people, so their ways of thinking and behavior are also different. If this difference is not improved and allowed to expand, an invisible wall will be formed between the two generations, which is easy to misunderstand. This is the psychological generation gap. To paraphrase a modern language is the so-called "generation gap". I hope it can be solved

The system between people is uneven, so don't be hard on yourself and be lenient. People will always encounter setbacks, there will be low tides, there will be times when they are not understood, and there will be times when they have to feel inferior. These are precisely the most critical moments in life. At such a moment, we need to wait patiently and confidently, believing that life will not abandon you and fate will not abandon you. I can't stand loneliness and can't see prosperity.

What are the good qualities of people? Really. Oh, my god beautiful

The story of contradictions between people looks at life with materialist dialectics.

Contradictions between people are everywhere,

Why haggle over every ounce?

Examples are also like picking up sand on the beach.

Electromagnetic force between people People's blood flows all over the body, and blood is charged. So there is a weak electromagnetic field around everyone, and the whole body is equivalent to an electric current. It's just that the electromagnetic force between people is too weak for ordinary people to feel at all, unless a few people are particularly sensitive.

The touching things between people are far from people's hearts. ：

Girl: Yes.

Boy: Well, daughter-in-law

Girl: Let's break up.

Boy: Why? I love you.

Girl: Why do you talk so much? Shit, it's black. Don't add me in the future. Many days later ... the girl made a statement: she was dumped. The next day, there was a heart-shaped lunch box on the girl's desk with a post-it note: I have been paying attention to you. Although you don't love me, my heart will always be with you. Don't be sad. I know you didn't eat it. I made it. Eat if you don't dislike it. Girls shed tears while eating. After returning home, girls look for boys from the blacklist.

Girl: Yes.

Boy: Hmm.

Girl: That was fast.

Boy: I have been waiting for you.

Girl: Did you cook today's meal?

Boy: Well, is it delicious?

Girl: Not bad. I'll hire you as my nanny, okay? Time is a lifetime, how much is it?

Boy: well, the word work cost.

Girl: I love you.

Boy: Me too.

I was wrong before. I only care about the people I care about.

Now I understand.

Only care about people who care about me _ _ That's it.

What idioms are there between people? Gold is not enough, no one is perfect.

[Pinyin]

Jayne Uzuche, Len Uvan Len

[Interpretation]

Foot red: pure gold, pure gold. There is no pure gold. Metaphor: Nothing is perfect. It is also a metaphor that you can't ask a person to be free from faults and mistakes.

[source]

Dai Song Fugu's "Lucky Star": "Gold has no color, but white jade is slightly flawed. I am not prepared for help, I wish the old gentleman a family. "

[example]

Yue Fei is our national hero, but no one is perfect. We should learn from his spirit of loyalty to the country, excellent command ability and literary attainments, as well as his good spirit and quality of honesty, simplicity, patriotism, love for the people and soldiers.

Is there much difference between people? Intelligence ... I think everyone is equal ... there is no difference.

Satisfied, please adopt.