800-word argumentative essay refuses indifference
Refuse to be indifferent or sad to your loved ones, others have already sung it. What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain. -inscription: at 0: 32 on June 3, 201year (the 63rd anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC)), Yue left forever. Conscious China people, do you know that there are 18 people in Foshan who leave Huang Feihong and IP Man and look at 1 2-year-old children coldly when they are repeatedly run over by cars? It really makes people who love a little angry and anxious, and makes people who have a little conscience feel humiliated and uneasy. We are used to asking why after an accident. In fact, society has long been indifferent and morality has long declined. The more material and realistic society is, the more greedy and depraved people are. When Lu Xun was alive, he never dared to speculate about China people with the worst malice. If Mr. Wang were still alive, he would be very surprised at the indifference of China people. He will once again write "in memory of Yue Yuejun" with an angry brush dipped in F. We are all passers-by. If one day, disaster befalls you and you can't resist, how much you want someone to help you, how much you want the society to raise a little warmth for you, and how much you want people to have a little true love, even if it's just a comfort and blessing, you won't feel so lonely and helpless. However, everyone is as ruthless as you. Will you feel desperate for the society and disappointed with the people around you? Will you start to complain about the silence of public opinion, the decline of morality and the incompetence of government officials? "This is the call of the soul, this is the dedication of love, this is the spring breeze of the world, and the flowers of happiness bloom everywhere. This is the source of life. In the desert without heart and the wasteland without love, death is also prohibitive, and the flowers of happiness bloom everywhere. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." Every fund-raising party after the disaster, we will hear this song hovering in our ears and tangled in our hearts. At that moment, we will be generous and tearful. The world is so warm, and love is so great and vast. We are afraid of being wronged, and we are afraid of taking responsibility. We left, we fled, and finally we gave up the conscience and kindness of a social citizen. By giving up the responsibility of a China person, we ignore the value of other people's lives. We need a popular revolution to overthrow our decaying moral values, to build a warm inner world full of love, to be a conscientious China person, and to make the 5,000-year-old civilization live up to its name! How many people walk but get stuck in the same place, how many people live but die, and people's lives become a walking corpse soaked with copper odor. Do you still want to find an excuse to continue living in the dark world? I have no right to judge the indifference of 18 passers-by, and the law does not stipulate that they have the obligation to save lives. But then, at this moment, you will be condemned by your own conscience. I think you must regret it. The slight love of a scavenger aunt and the delicate hands of a grassroots woman have raised our declining moral bottom line and made us feel that the world is still a little warm. What do we think? A little spark of love can start a prairie fire, and a little donation from one person can save a catastrophe. Why does the indifference of the heart sting our eyes? Why does indifference become a wasteland? Xiaoyue month has gone, but it is not calm. Since there is blood, of course, I don't think it is necessary to expand it. At the very least, it should be immersed in the hearts of people with conscience. Even if time flies and turns crimson, the smiling and innocent old shadow will remain in the sadness of the desert forever. I wish you, Xiaoyue Yue, no longer meet indifferent people in heaven! Let's reject indifference and give China some warmth. The living will see faint hope in reddish blood, and the truly brave will move forward more angrily.