There are thousands of temptations in a person's life, and it is inevitable to refuse them. Sometimes parents' concern will be considered as "misleading" and people will refuse. The consequences of refusing can be imagined. I once refused.
This is what happened this year. A card game called "Game King" is popular in the office, and I am the leader of this evil. I remember playing this card game in the sixth grade, but because of its simple rules and strict tactical skills of grouping cards (the basic props of this game), I got stuck. At that time, my parents found that I played this game and found that it affected my study, so I banned it.
Because the course I studied at that time was relatively simple, I knew nothing about the influence of cards on my study. Although my parents forbid it, I am still stubborn. As soon as school started this year, I started from scratch with the money I saved during a winter vacation. Of course, this is the beginning of my second evil journey. At first, my city was completed with some old "card friends" on a rockery, and later it was introduced into the class. Since then, this unhealthy trend has arisen in the class, and later. I have also changed from a nobody who plays cards to a leader in my class. Later, in an early self-study session, my card was found, and the teacher informed my parents that my card had been reissued. However, my third crime has just begun.
I was the only one in my class who didn't have a card, and only half of it was confiscated, so I refused my parents' care for the second time and returned to the world of game king. The wind of the game king finally ended in an exam. Because of playing cards for a long time, my study plummeted. When I failed English before, I was suddenly surprised.' How did this happen?' This meeting is different from the past, and I finally realized the seriousness of the problem. It wasn't done in a day.
As the leaders in the class stopped playing cards, gradually, the wind of the game king subsided.
I used to think that what my parents said against their wishes was incorrect. This incident made me realize that I must think twice about what my parents said, otherwise I might make a big mistake.
Write a composition of not less than 800 words on the topic of "Rejecting Loneliness"
A: I have written essays myself. I hope I can give you some reference.
silent
I remember the last time I wrote was this time last year, and it was also the season when osmanthus fragrance filled the campus. It is the season of early autumn, which is easy to make people feel sentimental and the best time for people to feel the fleeting time.
For a long time, no words flicked at your fingertips, and I felt that what I wrote was strange and difficult. Sometimes I have a lot of feelings and thoughts in my heart, but I have no impulse to leave all the words behind.
Tonight, in this rare moment of solitude, my long-lost heart was finally tempted by the elegant Gui Xiang floating indoors, and now I can't help but want to pour out a few thoughts. ...
I still remember three years ago, at this time, what kind of excitement and expectation I had ushered in my college life. An inexplicable impulse and drive haunted my mind, and I dared to try everything I had never tried before. Now silently counting, the first year, the second year, the third year and the fourth year are coming. Although I am still young, three years without much pressure and control have killed my enthusiasm for college life, even though I have tried everything.
I am also thinking, will I be like the teenager in the poem, "the teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, falls in love with the building and says that he is sad about poetry"? They have never been washed by society, but they are still simple souls, forced to find that sadness in order to write words. I thought about it for a long time, and finally, I don't know what happened.
I really want to keep silent, keep silent in front of everyone, face all things in the world with a indifferent attitude, keep my heart calm, not happy with things, not sad for myself. But after all, I am human, but mortals are social, so I can't be completely independent of society, and naturally I can't really be free from external interference. But I don't want to give up completely. I'm still striving for it, so that some people say:
I suddenly felt funny. I originally wanted to express my feelings about time, but now I am once again involved in the analysis of my own mind. I am also very helpless. I am listening to the clock ticking and counting silently. Sixty seconds is a minute, sixty minutes is an hour, twenty-four hours is a day, and 365 days is a year. In the past three years, it has just counted 94.608 million times silently. There are traces of time. The second hand that simulates time walking turns one by one, with the unparalleled majesty of time, which makes people unable to escape, and there is nowhere to escape, waiting to be crushed by time.
Think quietly, this desk lamp in the dark makes me really feel my existence, and the walking of words is the proof of my unchangeable mood. I should be glad that I live in this colorful world as a person. The existence of the five senses allows me to see the lush trees, hear the euphemism of birds, taste all kinds of flavors of the world, smell the fragrance of everything and touch the wanton natural existence more than an ignorant and unconscious person.
Fireworks outside the window, bustling, noisy, fleeting gorgeous failed to leave many brilliant traces in my heart. Deafening guns can only reverberate in the ear and cannot enter the still calm heart. The mentality of putting nothing in my heart is my last stay. I hope to keep this distinct self to face everything I will face in the future.