I moved some time ago. The new home is on the first floor. The light is not very good and the ventilation is just so so, but it is very clean. Before moving, I cleaned all the furniture at home. After moving into the new home, it took three days and two times to clean up. Although it was a little troublesome, it would be much more comfortable to live in a clean home after all. In order to make my home look more harmonious, I bought new curtains specially and added several pots of green plants to the balcony. The layout is ready, everything looks so comfortable. After moving into my new home, I am much more diligent than before, and I have never dragged on washing dishes and mopping the floor any more. I secretly warned myself that all these should be maintained so as to have a home atmosphere. A few days ago, I just cleaned the room and sat in front of the computer desk with satisfaction. I was ready to have a rest for a while. There was a rustling sound in the living room, which was the shaking sound of plastic bags. The Sound disappeared soon, so I didn’t care and continued to search for what I wanted to see on the Internet. A moment later, the sound of knocking over the trash can suddenly occurred to me in the living room. I jumped up immediately and ran to the living room. A mouse jumped from under the sofa to the kitchen and disappeared. I was still in shock. After the reaction, I immediately ran to check some steamed buns I put on the tea table in the living room. Fortunately, the lid on it has not been moved. I subconsciously opened the lid and saw, boy, the bottom two steamed buns were bitten by a hole. I ran to the kitchen angrily and wanted to find out the guy who caused the accident. After searching for a long time, I didn’t find the shadow of the culprit. I only saw the drain hole under the kitchen sitting there as always, seems to be provoking: how about it? I put the criminal in! I was a little helpless, so I had to take the steamed bun into the computer room. I sat back to the computer again, thinking that the little mouse who caused the accident would be more honest after passing the drive just now. However, the defenceless rulers were always not dignified, let alone the other side was the starving people. In less than ten minutes, there was a rustle again in the living room. I jumped up and rushed into the living room. However, what I saw was just the spoils left by the kitchen door when the poor escaped in a hurry-a white transparent garbage bag with several pieces of fat meat. This time, I was angry. But still nothing. I ran into the kitchen and blocked the drain severely with a gas tank. I said bitterly: damn guy! Thinking mentally: never let you taste the sweetness. I threw the White Transparent garbage bag that the culprit left in the living room into the garbage basket, checked the living room again, made sure there was no food in the living room, and then went back to the computer room. After that, the whole afternoon was very quiet. It seems that this special thief at home also knows the truth that nothing can be more than three. The next morning, after getting up, I found there was a pile of fine stolen goods in the kitchen outlet, and there was also a White Transparent garbage bag! I have a closer look, isn’t this the bag that the culprit left at the door of the kitchen yesterday? The difference is that with a few more holes, the fat inside is gone. It seems that if we don’t take some measures, the perpetrator will be as if he has no one to enter my house. In view of this, I cleared all the garbage cans at home and decided to deal with the garbage in the garbage cans diligently in the future. After breakfast, I stuffed everything that could be imported into the refrigerator, and then sat at the computer desk as usual. I thought to myself: there is nothing in the living room. What else can you look? As expected, in less than ten minutes, the sound of knocking over the trash basket appeared again in the living room. I jumped up like a conditioned reflex and rushed into the living room. I saw nothing but the dumped trash basket. The speed is really fast! I almost said such a sentence with praise, and then closed the door from the living room to the kitchen. Although I knew that the perpetrators could not benefit from me, I didn’t want to be disturbed by it all the time. I went back to the computer room as if nothing had happened. Now, it’s finally quiet. Just as I was watching TV series, a pair of cold claws suddenly hit my feet. I jumped up from the chair, a furry, gray one, the guy with a long tail escaped to the back of the door like a line at my feet. The image will stay in the eyes for a certain period of time. Therefore, the figure of the culprit when he escapes shows a line in my eyes during the whole process of escaping. Yes, yes, it is a line. In shock, I hurried to the living room and opened the door to the kitchen. I didn’t know why I opened the door for this hateful guy like a gift, instead of picking up a slipper to serve it. When I turned back to the computer room again and opened the door carefully to check whether the culprit was hiding behind the door in shock, I found that there was no figure behind the door. I checked the whole house, but it still didn’t appear. After confirming that the perpetrators were not in the house, I closed the door from the living room to the kitchen again. After sitting down, my heart was still pounding. I complained to my husband about the uninvited guests in the new house. Unexpectedly, my husband smiled and asked me to keep it as a pet, saying that the culprit was playing hide-and-seek with me. I curled my lips unsatisfied: I still have to pick and choose pets at all, and there is no choice. If I really want to treat it as a pet to comfort my failure in several times of fighting with it, it would be too wronged. Later, I called Grandma and casually told her that there was a mouse in the house. Grandma asked me to buy some rat poison, mix it in the food quietly (Grandma said that the mouse would not eat such food when hearing it). But I always think that putting rat poison at home is also a threat to people, so I don’t make up my mind to do so. After that, I didn’t take any particularly fierce measures to deal with the perpetrators, but chose to close the door from the living room to the kitchen frequently. There was nothing in the kitchen, even kitchen utensils like bowls were moved to the table in the living room. Where there is no food, the perpetrators will never come back every day. I hold such a fluke heart. Later facts proved that I looked too low at the living standards of these lodgers in the city. They not only wanted to fill their stomachs, but also leisure was an important part of life, because now my kitchen has completely become a playground for the perpetrators. Every day, I heard the tinkling music from the kitchen more than twice, and found the dishwashing cloth more than twice, small objects such as laundry brushes were kicked to the ground from the windowsill next to the kitchen. At the end of the article, I will shout to the perpetrators from a distance: Wait, I will end you in my way one day, before you give birth to children.

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Work for two years after next week, after graduation for two years, the campus is getting farther and farther away from me. I am still at the place where I work on the first day. I don’t know whether I still have the ideal I once had. This problem has been lingering around me recently. Maybe I live deep in my heart but it is slowly buried by reality, or maybe it has already gone out. After graduation, I found a job from nine to five, from curiosity and excitement at the beginning, ignorance and ignorance to following the rules and doing nothing now. The two-year work in the system makes me feel the most: innovation and self-determination are not welcomed, and making every little thing do not make mistakes is the best work performance, and you are a good employee in China. This kind of working condition made me feel painful at first, then I felt numb after thinking about it. Step-by-step work, dealing with those trivial work year after year. Most of the time, I deeply doubt my original choice. As a living person, I was tied up by my work to survive. I was too TMD to achieve success. My mood burst into a burst, from time to time. I felt that every day I was not destroying work, but work was destroying me. I thought about not going to work every day, but I always sat in front of the computer in the office on time, with an obedient and sensible look. If I had been working as usual, I would still work instead of finishing my work. Many years later, I would have become the appearance of many colleagues now. I worked from nine to five and worked step by step. My mood was neither supercilious nor surprised. The present of him (her) is my future, the ordinary life that I can see at a glance. Once, who ever thought that we might become such ordinary people? When we were young, we all had one or even several great dreams. We could proudly say to the world: I want to be a scientist when I grow up, and I want to be an inventor, I wanted to build planes and cannons. When I was young, I always felt that I was unusual. I was different from the children around me. Playing small depends on my good grades, I firmly believed that I would become a scientist when I grew up, although I didn’t know what a scientist was or what kind of scientific parents were at that time, but I often show confidence and pride in front of other students. Comparing today and evening, I found that I was not as good as when I was young. Now I don’t have the courage and confidence that I don’t know where I came from. A few days ago, everyone in the high school group talked about the humbleness of real work and the ideal bone feeling in dreams. I also raised my confusion and anxiety to the group. Z, who is about to graduate, encouraged me to stick to what I love, but she has been running on the road of striving for her ideal. I kept silent for a long time. The insipid work and the comfort around me made me forget those ideals and love that were once full of passion. I admire a girl like her. No matter under what circumstances, she dares to stick to and express her ideal. They exude a power that is bound to succeed. I know that smart people don’t have to go to doctoral studies, but at least they should read themselves in life and define their own direction. We used to be a group of children who held their hearts and dream world, but we didn’t insist on the determination and persistence of Qingsong not to relax. On the way of growing up, many of us gradually became an ordinary adult when we walked, just like a tiny dust in the wind, water drops, flowers and leaves, or nothing. However, fortunately, we are still young, and we can all regain our dreams. Struggle, dog life!

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Learning is busy, and occasional activities can especially attract students and become a happy event for them. This is the way the radio exercise competition is. The seventh grade just learned radio exercises, and there was no plenary session at the end of half a semester. It was about to compete. They were very anxious, and they were eager to win, so every time after school, there would always be their shadow on the playground. Several times, the class leader organized students to practice when the head teacher went public. That kind of spirit is really admirable. There was a class that mobilized students to buy uniform clothes in order to stand out in the competition and give people a feeling of Bright Eyes. That kind of sacrifice is really touching. However, I am not optimistic about this. Because experience is very important. Experience makes me feel that there are huge differences in some things. This experience comes down to one point, that is: compared with grade seven and grade eight and nine, it is a little small. This small means that people have a bigger and more aura than you. Moreover, they have practiced for one to two years more than you, people have participated in more competitions than you. Judging from the narrow vision and narrow experience of judges, no matter how hard the seventh grade was, it was not as good as that of the ninth grade. This afternoon, the whole school radio exercise competition was held from 1 o’clock, first primary school and then middle school. As one of the judges, I observed from beginning to end and had a clear understanding of each class in each year. In the first grade of primary school, they suffered a lot. Some children looked like they were just weanling and could not walk stably, so they appeared in the arena and went out to hang out. It is not easy to straighten the team and do it without running into another column. Comparatively speaking, the sixth grade students are much older, with momentum and feeling. This is the difference between age and experience. The situation in junior high school is similar. There were several people in seventh grade who didn’t meet the meeting at first sight. The more they went to the back, the more chaotic they became. At this time, even if there were uniform clothes, no matter they were bought or borrowed, they were useless. If you don’t pass the technical level, you won’t be in order. If you can’t be in order, you will have a bad overall impression. Xi Shi could look dignified and beautiful with beautiful clothes. No matter how beautiful clothes Dong Shi wore, he was the same as Sister Furong and had nothing to say. By almost 4 o’clock, the game is over. The result will be announced tomorrow. But the communication between judges clearly knew that grade 9 was better than Grade 8, while grade 7 was worse than Grade 8, which seemed to be a foregone conclusion. I am secretly proud of my Foresight. I feel that if I clearly know that there is no possibility to win something, I can pay it at will. I must not put too much energy, especially not hold too much hope, in order not to get more disappointment in the end, but to regret, he said: If I had known this, why should I have been there! However, when I wanted to use this as experience and spread it to other things, I felt vaguely uneasy. At the beginning, when I just started to go to school, I am the poor one in the class. If I use the experience of radio exercises to infer, I am can never take the road of learning, but the fact is, only I was admitted to University among those students in the village school. Many students who were better than me left school halfway and never reached the last step. At the beginning, when I was admitted to a University majoring in economics, I had no chance with teaching. If we infer from the experience of radio exercises, I am can’t lose myself by indulging in extracurricular reading, but the fact was that when I returned to the county where I was located, I was just admitted to the profession of teacher, and it was because of the time when I read extracurricular books casually in college that helped me a lot in my teaching career. At the beginning, it would be the worst thing to infer from the experience of radio exercises to study for self-taught undergraduate after teaching. Correspondence teachers don’t have to study hard. It’s so cool to get some money to get a higher degree. However, self-taught exams, one by one, reading, reciting and taking notes, may not be able to pass the exams after hard work, self-examination is the stupidest thing. But the fact is, I just did such a stupid thing. I got almost 18 exams, but I didn’t regret because I got the diploma of self-taught Chinese language and literature, since then, I am confident that I have enough professional confidence. Confucius explained that it was impossible to do it. There may be two meanings here. One is that it was impossible to do it, which was only inferred from reality. However, with the change of situation and power, it can be proved that it can not be done. Whether it is done here or not determines the success or failure of the matter; The second is to know that it cannot be done, which is based on the principle itself, but don’t care about the success or failure of the final outcome. If you know you can’t do it, you will have a forward-looking consciousness and a far-sighted inference of the ending; If you know you can’t do it, you will expect yourself and take responsibility, the sincerity and respect to the industry and the steadfast adherence to the principle. It’s not a big mistake to know that the radio gymnastics competition can’t win but don’t want to make great achievements. But compared with knowing that the radio gymnastics competition can’t win, we still pursue, work hard and prepare like the attitude of pursuing victory, obviously, it is much inferior. Because the former not only kills hope, but also erases responsibility for things and gives up honesty and respect for the industry.

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