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Ask for composition: about the butterfly effect! More than 800 words! Thank you!
Lorenz, a meteorologist at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, once suggested that a butterfly flapping its wings occasionally in the tropical rain forest of the Amazon basin in South America might trigger a tornado in Texas within two weeks. That is to say, in nature, under certain conditions, a small move can be quickly or gradually enlarged in time and space, and ultimately have a huge impact. This is the famous "butterfly effect" theory.

By extension, I think this theory should also adapt to social life. In daily life, a casual move or a casual word of yours may leave a mark on the vast world and have an impact on the vast sea of people. If you often think, often do, consistently, persevere, smile, do good, try, work hard and struggle, it is more likely to have a greater impact, a deeper and further effect, thus changing your destiny and magnificent your life.

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One of my diaries, which was accumulated and bred in my ordinary life, came in handy in the key college entrance examination, which produced a continuous "butterfly effect" in my life and changed my life.

It started earlier, 1965, when I was just 10 years old. After my mother died, I came to the rural areas in central Hunan from the remote mountainous areas in western Hunan, and lived with my father and elderly grandmother who were sent back to their hometown by the Rightists in the early years. In my early years, I didn't have a chance to go to school. I do heavy work in the production team. Because of my hard work and diligence, I am rated as advanced every year and appreciated by the cadres of the brigade. 1974, I was transferred to the headquarters of the brigade to strike while the iron is hot. Two years later, I was transferred to the horticultural farm of the brigade to take charge of sideline production. What impressed me most during the days when I worked on the horticultural farm was an old farm manager in his fifties. He takes the farm as his home 365 days a year, works hard for the public, and works day and night. In the words of the time, he was old, red-hearted and upright. He is honest, kind, sincere and helpful. I live with him day and night, accompany him day and night, help each other, care for each other, and form a deep affection. He became a mentor in my work and life, and also a leader and elder whom I sincerely admire and respect.

Summer is a period of intense heat and summer, and it is also a season of ripe fruits and vegetables. On a large piece of land in the horticultural farm, ripe watermelons are rolling around, dripping with water and lying there casually, which is very cute. Before I picked it and transported it to the city, my companions and I stayed in the field day and night to prevent those who got it for nothing from secretly picking those harvested fruits. It was a hot night, and it was past two in the morning. I patrolled the watermelon field several times to ensure safety, and repeatedly told the people on duty to be vigilant, stand guard, and dragged my tired body back to Tanabe's residence to rest. Entering the dormitory area, I saw a window with a light on. Looking closer, it was the old Tian Tou who had not rested, regardless of mosquito bites and sweat, burying his head in the field to make a production plan. ...

Over the years, I have a hobby that no one else in the countryside has, that is, keeping a diary. Write down what you see, hear, feel and realize every day, and stick to it for several years. That touching scene, heartfelt emotion, of course, is recorded in my diary.

Even I didn't think that two years later, at the critical moment that decided my life's fate, this diary turned out to be a magical treasure for me to open the door to luck and go to another splendid world.

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1978, the good news is coming, and the country has implemented the reform of the enrollment system. I, a "black five" child who didn't even dare to study for further study, also had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to apply for the school.

July 2 1, this is an unusual day. Like all young people who abandoned their studies during the Cultural Revolution, I walked into the solemn examination room of No.1 Middle School with a pounding heart and took the first national exam-Chinese exam. I like mathematics and physics, and I am also good at calculating and deducing the inequalities of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division of digital symbols. Chinese is my weakness, and it is a bit of a headache when I mention it, especially in composition, and it is a duck crossing the river-I don't know how to conceive, conceive, organize and modify sentences. If the composition is lost, the language will definitely lose; If the Chinese language is lost, the chances of winning the college entrance examination are slim. I am very worried about this. Can I make it?

When the bell rings, calm down, open the test paper and read it carefully. The title of the composition is "After the Horn of the New Long March Blows ...". Wow, God help me! Isn't that diary just for use?

That diary helped me a lot. In the examination room, after explaining the nouns and filling in the blanks, we are biting our pens and thinking hard about how to conceive a composition. I had a well-thought-out plan, and I opened the floodgate of my thoughts, pouring the position, characters, scenes and plots of words on paper through neat lines of words and beautiful punctuation marks. That dusty diary not only helped me overcome the difficulty of composition, but also successfully completed the Chinese exam I was most worried about. It also made me win a victory, relaxed my nervous mood, found my feelings, established my confidence, and laid a good foundation for the exams in the following subjects.

As I expected, as a result, I scored more than 320 points in all subjects, filled in the first volunteer column of the school application form with confidence, and received the admission notice of this school as I wished, realizing my long-cherished wish for many years.

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If this composition, like Lorenz's "butterfly effect", has brought me into the hall of further study and changed my fate of facing the loess in the wind and rain for many years, then its role will not stop there. A few years later, it played a role again, leading my life track to a direction more conducive to my development and progress.

1July, 980, two years of study and life ended. According to the distribution principle of returning to where you came from, more than 20 graduates of our school reported to the Personnel Bureau of * * District, and were arranged in the guest house by the competent department of the corresponding specialty * * District Bureau for further notice. At that time, everyone of us knew that the regional organs were large, high-level and had a good platform, which was conducive to future development and progress, and we all wanted to stay in the regional organs. But whoever stays in the area will be assigned to the county, or the county will continue to be assigned to towns and villages, and no one has a bottom. In the hostel, everyone is anxious, both looking forward to the advance notice and afraid of the arrival of the notice. ...

After waiting for half a month, there is news at last. That day, the leaders of the regional personnel bureau called us to talk one by one. Looking at the classmates who went in to talk in front, they came out sullenly like a deflated ball. I'm so nervous! One, two, three ... a dozen, twenty, go in one by one, come out one by one, there are only a few of us left in the corridor, and I pray in my heart, God, you must bless me!

"***! Please come in! "I was thinking, but I didn't catch who I was calling.

"I am calling you!" A classmate next to me gave me a push, and I just came to my senses and quickly promised, "Here we go! Coming! "

Into the office, I saw Zhang of the Personnel Bureau sitting at a desk, and there was another one on the cane chair next to him, which was Yang of the Bureau of * *. After several meetings, the leaders of the two departments have got to know each other. Zhang pointed to a stool at the door and solemnly motioned for me to sit down. After years of social training, I have seen a lot of the world, but I am still a little nervous and embarrassed about such an important conversation related to the fate of life. Although I sat down, I didn't know where to put my hands.

"Where do you want to work?" Cut to the chase and ask questions directly.

"Obey organizational distribution!" Although I felt a little embarrassed and insincere, I blurted it out.

"Is your composition story true?" Zhang stared at me, making my eyes dare not touch him.

"Which composition?" I'm a bit of a monk-at a loss.

"What else? Have you forgotten the composition of the college entrance examination "After the horn of the new Long March blows ..."? "

"oh! You asked about the composition. The story is true, but the plot is somewhat dramatic. " Speaking of that composition, I got excited, "section chief! In our hometown, there are several people like the old branch secretary! "

"Really?" Seeing my simple and honest manner, the two section chiefs "poof bursts" with a laugh.

Zhang went on to tell me, "Originally, graduates were to be assigned to the county in full, but the leaders of the * * Regional Bureau read your file, especially the composition you took part in the college entrance examination, and thought that your writing was good, your grades were excellent, and talents were rare, so they asked to stay in their bureau. After a meeting of several leaders of our bureau, they agreed with the opinions of the Bureau of * * and handed you over to them. Congratulations! You must do it well! "

"Thanks for organizational trust! Thank you for your concern in the organization! I will definitely redouble my efforts and never live up to the expectations of the leaders! " At this moment, my eyes filled with tears and I was too excited to know what to say. ...

Later, on the platform of regional bureau of * *, I was able to give full play to my intelligence, achieved good results one after another in my work, won the favor of leaders of ministries and agencies, and transferred me to provincial organs. With the care and love of leaders and the support and help of comrades, I am honored to be promoted from an ordinary cadre to an important position step by step.

Is this the "butterfly effect"? I dare not jump to conclusions. But I clearly know that there must be inevitability in accident, and luck and opportunity will never come to those who don't work hard and struggle!