How to treat history is a serious problem. Any famous politician; Historians can't cover up the truth written in blood with lies written in ink, and any shameless behavior can't cover up the honest content with hypocritical words and deeds ... Today, blood is still red. History is just, and hypocrisy is just like trying to change the track of history with yourself, but in vain. In the end, paper can't hold fire, and it will only be remembered for thousands of years!
How to treat history is a serious problem. Any famous politician; Historians can't cover up the truth written in blood with lies written in ink, and any shameless behavior can't cover up the honest content with hypocritical words and deeds.
The outbreak of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression means that Asia is no longer peaceful, which means that the sky over China will be shrouded in the cloud of war. On July 7th, 0937, Japan found a simple excuse, launched the Lugouqiao Incident, invaded Beiping, China, and the war turned from the northeast to China at an extremely fast speed. When the Japanese invaders ravaged China, they gave out a series of grimaces. I can't help thinking of "Babylonian Prisoner" and "blood lion Cave" (Nineveh, the capital of Assyrian Empire) and concentration camps established by fascism. When I recall such a cruel picture, no one can accept those tragic facts. Nanjing Massacre, more than 300,000 people were shot and buried alive! 300 thousand victims! This is not a number that anyone can fabricate. Can't these shock the invaders who take pleasure in killing people? Cann't a hill-like bone make them put down their bloody butcher knives for a while?
1August 6, 945, an atomic bomb landed on the vast land of Hiroshima, Japan, and the cloud of failure enveloped the whole of Japan. 1September 2, 945, Japan signed the surrender, and the victory of the Anti-Japanese War spread to every corner of China. The people of China are boiling! But everyone will still remember the greedy appearance of Japan's invasion of China!
After so many years, many things have drifted away with the passage of time, but the vanity of the Japanese has prompted them to use their crooked brains: beautifying aggression, revising history textbooks and denying the existence of aggression! Even ghosts have to fight with China for the sovereignty of Diaoyu Islands, which originally belonged to China! Some people even say that this is not a war of aggression, but something to help China! The people of China are angry! Why on earth? Japan can't honestly accept the lessons of history? Why on earth? Must Japan be provocative? Why on earth? Does Junichiro Koizumi have to visit the Yasukuni Shrine? What can such a man without humanity and faith do? How to convince people? What's more, we have to compete for permanent membership! Such people don't deserve it!
Today, blood is still red. History is just so hypocritical that you want to change the track of history with yourself, just like trying to block a car with a gladiator's arm, but it's just in vain. In the end, paper can't hold fire, and it will only be remembered for thousands of years!
Witness of friendship and love
Our campus is a paradise full of warmth and joy. Countless interesting things are like small waves in the ocean, coming layer by layer, rolling and laughing, and rushing to the distance. One of the small waves appears in my mind from time to time.
It was a hot summer day, and the air seemed to have solidified and could not flow. The teacher wiped the sweat from the beans while vividly explaining the contents of the textbook, while the students hung their heads and looked as listless as deflated balls. All of a sudden, Zhang Zhiwei, who is usually on his high horse, doesn't know what's wrong with the tendon. His nose gushed blood like a tap with the brakes on, which made the students dumbfounded. He surrounded Zhang Zhiwei on three levels. That's great. The originally silent classroom is like a kettle with boiling water. The teacher finally solved the chaotic class, and then asked me and another classmate, Ye Feng, to escort Zhiwei to the infirmary. I have been complaining in my heart. Today is really unlucky for eight generations, and I got this thankless job. Looking at the bright red blood, I remembered the unpleasant things that happened with Zhiwei on weekdays, and my heart was ... but there was an inexplicable force that made me unable to ignore him, probably the friendship between my classmates! Ye Feng and I helped Zhiwei slowly to the infirmary. The teacher said there was nothing serious, just wash the blood and pinch the bridge of the nose. My big stone hanging in mid-air finally landed. According to the teacher's instructions, the three of us first came to the bathroom to wash the blood. It makes me sick to look at all that dirty blood. I really want to quit, but I don't know an invisible force-friendship has prompted me to carry this matter through to the end. After a moment's hesitation, six chefs vigorously scrubbed the blood on their hands. In a short time, three lovely "Xiaohua Mall" appeared in front of the mirror, "Ha ha-"a burst of hearty laughter came from the bathroom. ...
On campus, there are many such small waves. Last year, for example, a student in our school dropped out of school because of leukemia, but the huge medical expenses undoubtedly added insult to injury to his poor family. As young pioneers in the 2 1 century, we should lend a helping hand. As a result, a donation meeting of the brigade kicked off. Although the money donated is not much, the gift of a thousand miles of goose feathers is a faint affection, which also represents our sincerity and expresses our profound friendship.
Students, as children in the new century, let's open our hearts, put heavy friendship in our hearts, and let the gorgeous flowers of friendship bloom in our hearts!
witness
Suddenly, the power went out and everything was in darkness. I was at a loss, and suddenly remembered a small cup-shaped candle I bought for my birthday. So I took it out and lit it.
Staring at its faint light, it suddenly occurred to me that it seemed useless in such a bright era. I never seem to notice the candle, but I just take it as a wish for my birthday. Now, what I have neglected for a long time is important again. At this moment, the insignificant light of the candle made my uneasy mood calm. The lilies on the table were clearly projected on the wall by candlelight. Suddenly, I saw fewer candles. In this winter, everything around me seems to be getting warmer. I realized that this candle is actually a life, and it also has the characteristics of life-love. Candle love will not make you sweet to the bottom of your heart like candy, nor will it make you forget your pain like a light song, nor will it make you laugh like a blue sky. All it can do is give you a ray of light in the dark and a little warmth in the cold. Light and warmth are insignificant in some people's eyes.
But I know that it is dedicating its life to love every living thing, even if it doesn't care. Candles have love, there is nothing worth noting, but you can't forget that when candles give you the love of their lives, they ask for nothing and have no complaints. Yes, it shed tears, but not tears of regret and complaint, but tears of regret and smile, that is, it once gave others and loved others.
The candlelight is still swaying, the shadow of lily on the wall seems clearer, and the fragrance of lily is filled with warmth.
After the electricity was turned on, the light came on, but I couldn't bear to put out the candle, so I turned it off, leaving only candlelight. I saw real life again, real love, real beauty.
Hehe ... we are linked by fate, and I am also a junior. To be honest, I hate what the teacher did ... We are still young and don't have much understanding of life ... Our teacher also asked the whole class to rewrite it three times ... However, I just wrote this and watched it in class. I might as well try it. ..