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Argumentative essay of grade three: skewed spiritual footprint
Babies who babble are strong when they are toddlers. When a seriously ill person walks with the help of his family, he is happy; And when we feel the strong beating of the heart and the tenacious pace of ideological progress, how exciting it is!

In real life, we often worry about trivial things. At this time, we need to calm down and listen to our inner voice. This voice comes from Tao Yuanming's detached elegance of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely", from Li Bai's lofty ambition of "Changfeng will one day break the waves and make and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", and from Li Qingzhao's famous sentence "I'm afraid that one boat and two streams can't bear much sorrow" because of the loss of my country and her husband. When we recall the bright stars in the long river of history, we will find that we are just passers-by of time. In a flash, the inner anxiety and irritability vanished.

I don't remember who once said, "People always have some faith." Everyone's beliefs are different. When we listen to the inner voice, we will hear the cruel reality that we are running away from. At this time, we need some faith. It is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and there is always a warm force when it hits the earth; It is like a weak light source in the dark, knowing that it will go out one day but still sparing no effort; It is still like the last green leaf in winter, blown down by the cold wind, and still proudly refuses to yield.

Faith gives us the power to pursue our dreams. Because of it, we know the direction we should take. Because of it, we know how to achieve our goals. Because of faith, there are so many beautiful things in human society.

Listening gives us faith, and faith gives us direction.

Everyone leaves his crooked footprints on the historical stereotype all the time, and when a young heart blooms brilliantly after a long struggle, as Bing Xin said in his poem: "At the beginning, its bud was soaked with tears of struggle and splashed with blood rain of sacrifice."