True wealth composition 1 Xian Xinghai, a famous musician, once said, "A successful flower is cultivated by many bitter rains, blood, mud and strong storms." From this perspective, suffering is also the wealth of life.
How can plum blossom fragrance be without biting cold? The word suffering, like an ark, leads us to the other side of success. Mencius Ceng Yun: "If God wants to be a great man, he must first suffer from his mind, strain his bones and muscles, starve his body and skin, and mess with his actions, so he should be patient and have benefited from his incompetence." Suffering seems to be something that all successful people must experience. Looking at the whole world, looking at ancient and modern times, I would like to ask, which winner in life is enjoying success? I would like to ask, which successful person climbed to the top of his life without going through hardships and stood out from the crowd?
At present, Baidu, the largest engine website in China, whose boss, Robin Li, was once a "drifting north". At that time, in order to make a living, Li Yanhong worked as an enterprise questionnaire investigator and distributed questionnaires on cold streets to help enterprises analyze the advertising effect. Many years later, Li Yanhong recalled the past and said, "Life has different stages. Many times you may feel frustrated and painful in it, but as a conscientious person, you can always accumulate some wealth for yourself and accumulate capital for future success. " In my opinion, the suffering during the "drifting north" period is the wealth that Li Yanhong has accumulated for himself. How about "North drift"? How about sending a questionnaire on the street? Without these early experiences, Li Yanhong might be nothing, not to mention Baidu today.
No sharpening, no sword, no bitter cold, no fragrant plum. The long river of history keeps flowing, and every figure seems to last forever: Sima Qian was jailed and humiliated. If it is not this kind of suffering, how can historical records last forever? Zhu Yuanzhang herded cattle to study and strived for self-improvement. If it weren't for this kind of suffering, how could he destroy Yuan? Dumas insisted on writing, but was repeatedly rejected. If it weren't for this kind of suffering, how could he shock La Traviata in the literary world?
Suffering teaches us to be brave, strong and never give up. The wealth in the world is not only money and suffering, but also the wealth of life. Compared with worldly money, this wealth is more precious.
Real wealth consists of 2 mothers, a person who grew up with me, a person who took care of me, a person who was wronged but didn't say anything, and a person who can get all the harm for me. People say that maternal love is great and selfless. I think maternal love has surpassed great selflessness. It is not a great event that can reflect maternal love, but a small thing in life gathers into a river of maternal love in the vastness.
My mother is fat in others' eyes, and some people even joke about her fat every day, but she never cares. At home, he gets up at five o'clock every morning to make breakfast for me. Because I am picky about food, he tries his best to make me eat more. He chose breakfast carefully. I never do anything I don't like. I asked her why she didn't cook your favorite dishes. She said that she likes everything as long as you can eat more. My mother likes to eat fish, but she is always stuck. I didn't know how to take care of my mother when I was a child. Now I always pick out the fish in my mother's bowl, but she brings it back. My mother won't eat you. She will grow up when she is full. I am a picky eater. My mother was so anxious that she made me spinach to eat. I didn't want to eat, so I pushed it away. My mother frowned and begged me to eat: "calcium deficiency, too lack, we have to eat some green food." I still won't move. My mother saw it and I smiled. My mother's cautious appearance made me feel funny and moved to tears. I picked up the spinach and drank it like medicine. Mother smiled with satisfaction.
My mother stayed with me when I got pneumonia, and almost didn't sleep a wink. I often have a fever at night. He held my hand all night and took good care of me when I was asleep. As soon as my hands were hot, he quickly took my temperature and called a doctor until I recovered. My mother was exhausted and fell asleep on the bus home from the Second Hospital. I stared at his face and wept again. Mom, you are the one I am grateful to!
People like you are ordinary in the eyes of others, but in my opinion, you are a great mother. Maybe these things are not surprising, but you kept doing it for 14 years. From the moment I was born, your efforts were doomed. Your love for me is gold, silver and jewels, and it is the most precious wealth.
Real wealth constitutes 3 "How did you lose again?" I pouted and chopped a foot. I like playing table tennis, and I also regard ranking in the competition as my life. I think they are my wealth and a symbol of my success. But I have lost many fights recently, and I am in a very bad mood.
I tried to repair it, but it was not satisfactory. When I threw the ball into the sky and tried to hit it, it slipped away and flew away like a parabola, just like laughing at me. I lowered my head in frustration and my eyes were full of tears. "Son, you are too eager for quick success." The coach came over and patted me on the shoulder. "Sometimes a good attitude can determine your grades. Try to practice from the most basic! " I dried my tears, although I was unwilling, I did it anyway.
Forehand is the first thing I learned. Hold the racket in your right hand, bend it to hip height, and leave the table ten centimeters wide. When serving, the right hand swings an arc until it is the same height as the right eye. This is an action. "Swing, catch, fly", a bowl of balls was conquered by me, so I fell to the ground and played tinkling music, as if clapping for me. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, hunched my back, picked up the balls one by one and began to practice backhand, movement and sideways.
The scorching sun doesn't want me to practice smoothly, but keeps stabbing my eyes. Muscle aches, like a line of small ants marching on it. "Knock, knock, knock" is actually my heartbeat. "Tick-tock, tick-tock" is the sweat dripping on the table, so I have to stop and wipe it with a paper towel. How can I stop? Forehand, backhand, squat, kickback, these foundations can not be left behind. Over and over again until—
The ball crossed a golden arc in the air and landed in the opposite basket, like a smiling face of Zhang greatly. I beat them all. It is really "hard work pays off." At this point, the scorching sun disappeared, the clouds gathered and the sky darkened. At that time, a breeze brushed my face, which not only took away the heat on my body, but also brushed away the impetuous breath in my heart like a pair of hands. I realized that my body was full of a little peace.
Another group match, I took a deep breath, adjusted my breath and prepared for the battle ... I achieved good results that day, but I no longer regarded ranking as wealth, but turned persistence into motivation. I realize that a peaceful mind and a calm heart are the most precious spiritual wealth.
In the future, I will take my racket to the distant place of peace and enrich this heart with my spiritual wealth.
True Wealth Composition 4 I don't know which naughty wind blew down a dream, which bright star enriched the lonely night, which melodious flute broke the complicated lines ... In the silent night, I went to the West Building alone to share the treasure with my heart.
Looking back, the autumn sunshine made the bitterness in my eyes a little hot. I clung to the old wall and got lost in the autumn wind. The failure of the monthly exam knocked down my sensitive and fragile psychological defense.
Looking up, a faint plain white spot lit up autumn and was sent to my eyes by intermittent autumn wind. Looking at it carefully, I can't help but be sad and happy. It turned out to be gardenia. The delicate leaves of small flowers give people simple elegance, butterflies are floating in the air, and only the flower bones are dotted with brown spots.
Alas! I can't help sighing. I just feel like me, just struggling at the end of hope. Autumn wind will take away our "wealth" and eventually leave us with nothing! My eyes suddenly moist, lamenting the bitterness of fate.
Just as we waved goodbye, in a cold autumn, the judgment of fate came again. I'm surprised. I accidentally saw only gardenias swaying in the wind, and the oil lamp of life seemed to be extinguished and uprooted. Smiling, but not letting the autumn wind do anything. It dances branches and leaves hard, its green body is straight, and it cries out for life in the autumn wind! Or it's observing everything.
It was a high-pitched dance music that hit my humble soul and touched my tender heart. Yes! How can things go as one wishes? Life will polish your edges and corners, cool your enthusiasm and take away all your "wealth"! Let those who have vowed that things are different.
Only by facing it with a positive attitude like gardenia can we resist the fate of turning an arm into a jade and covering our hands for the rain, and people can't waste their lives in regret and sadness.
Such a simple, sincere and simple truth makes my eyes slightly moist again at the moment. Maybe what I see from it is not gardenia, but I stumble step by step in the face of difficulties and failures.
Lower your head, lightly smell a wisp of gardenia fragrance, let it pass through the heart, leaving a spiritual wealth worth cherishing.
Real wealth consists of 5 sunlight seems to be intentional, shining gently on the photo, reflecting weak light waves and blurring the traces of time. The people in the photo either cried or laughed, or were angry or surprised, and finally became babies and slim girls. Photos in the sun travel through time, giving nostalgia a temperature.
That's an album my mother prepared for me. Mother often sits at the dim bedside, leafing through yellowed photo albums, smiling and remembering, and muttering to herself, "These are all treasures worth cherishing!
But I'm not moved by it. It seems that only my mother can write the word "Miss". I took a selfie with my mobile phone and easily caught my mother behind me.
Mother leaned over the bed. The silver thread sparkled in the sun. Unconsciously, my mother's white hair dyed her temples and groaned silently in the world. Mother's face is covered with wrinkles. Under my lush appearance, my mother's face is paler. That weather-beaten face, like a thorn, stung my heart-I suddenly found that I had neglected my mother for too long. ...
For me, my mother put down her charming miniskirt, and she is outgoing and loves beauty. For me, she gave up her dream of being a girl. Like me, she was once a princess in the hands of her parents. But for me, for the sake of this not-rich family, I work hard day after day without complaint. ...
But my ignorance and rebellion hurt her again and again. Mom, did I cause the new wrinkles on your face? Did I give birth to the new white hair on your head? ..... I froze, tears unconsciously filled my eyes. ...
Since then, I have a photo album dedicated to my mother at my bedside. Mother wore a long white dress in front of the resplendent Forbidden City, showing a sweet smile demurely. The two of us explored along the mountain road, took selfies at the Great Wall and swore an oath under the Tiananmen flag. Mother seems to be the same girl again, showing a shy and bright smile.
So many carefully taken photos are not as good as the one in my heart-my mother looks at the photo album gently, her eyes are like spring breeze, her eyes are full of grass, and she is affectionate and warm; Like a small cold pool leaking from the moon, it is broken and rippling gently in time ... This will always be a precious treasure in my heart. ...
Missing makes time warm. But only by cherishing the present and honoring your parents can you be worthy of your mother's efforts. Affectionate photos and love are the precious wealth of my life.
Real wealth constitutes 6 What is wealth? Is it money? Is it a luxury? No, it's not. In the past, my understanding of wealth was only based on wealth. Now, I have a new understanding.
On Friday afternoon, I went downstairs to read the newspaper and saw my favorite "second class" arrived! I hurried upstairs and looked up.
Just turn to the first trick, the road to success is that the words "my wealth" jump like eyes. At first I thought it was about how rich a person is, how much property he has, and how he became rich. But surprisingly, this story is about how a big sister bravely tells the story of the misfortune in the life of the cotton team, striving for self-improvement and continuous progress. I was confused at that time. I have to read it carefully.
It turns out that it tells such a touching story: this elder sister was born in an ordinary cadre family in the north, and her parents cultivated her independent character from an early age. At the age of eight, she was able to do a lot of housework. But unfortunately came to her side. In the second half of the third year of senior high school, my father had a sudden cerebral infarction, which left my mother and her in a coma for six days. The elder sister had to carry the burden of the family. After receiving the university admission notice, she embarked on a university career. But when she reported for duty, her mother was admitted to the hospital because of a bad heart and died soon. In the later life, she can only live alone. Big sister earns her own money and holds various positions in school. Left traces of success on the road of life.
Why can such a helpless elder sister achieve such great success? Is anyone helping her in the dark? I don't think so. She won it by her own efforts. Although her parents left her long ago, they left the elder sister a great fortune. This is not a material need, but a strong will tempered in growth.
On the road of our growth, perhaps we should also have such a will. Life is always bumpy, while dreaming of childhood, we should also learn to be independent, brave and strong. Being rich may give you a carefree life. But it always disappears. However, once you have this special "wealth", it will benefit you all your life. On the long road of life, it is inexhaustible. It will bring you a lifetime of income, a lifetime of "wealth"!
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