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Are all the people in Zhihu too powerful and excellent or am I too bad?
Are all the people in Zhihu too powerful and excellent or am I too bad? Others just want you to think that he is excellent, otherwise he won't go to Zhihu, but sometimes his IQ is really poor.

There are specialties in the industry, everyone has his own strengths, and everyone has his own expertise. You can't compare the advantages of others with your own shortcomings. You should give full play to your strengths.

Am I too fussy or is my sister-in-law too fierce to actually live together?

Need more understanding

There is more tolerance.

In order to better handle the relationship.

Someone proposed to me, but I was too bad. Tell me more than once. I like her too. I know her husband, too. What's her mentality?

The best answer: only she knows whether she is sincere or not, so this question is put down for the time being. 1. Do you really like her enough to marry her? After you promise to marry her, your charm can control her affection for you. ...

Am I too strong, or do you want to be your own strong?

The Fifth Personality is a game where I am too bad, my teammates are too bad or the butcher is too bad. Just have fun, as long as it's not a prank that affects other people's game experience. After all, competitive games will certainly be played with heart. The attraction of this kind of game lies in competition, but it is also its weakness, because there will always be winners and losers, and those with strong winners and losers will often be affected.

On the other hand, do others have more things than you? For example, The Fifth Personality is a mobile game. Do you play with your mobile phone, and others use different computer operations, let alone micromachining and consciousness? Everyone is different.

Finally, when we play such games, we should give priority to entertainment. After all, we don't eat by it, do we?

Easy moment: I am too dirty or the title party is too powerful. It feels good to walk.

Hu Bo from Songziwan Middle School in Hubei.

The feeling of early summer is always mixed with the breath of spring, full of vitality, vitality and green.

I, my mother and sister, hand in hand, accompanied by birds and flowers, came to this beach in early summer.

The beach is very big, and from time to time you can see some tiny, budding new life. I didn't expect this summer's footprints to leave such charming traces.

My sister is very naughty. Wherever she goes, she will stop and stay. My mother and I can only keep walking until she comes back from picking "green". Therefore, there are many stops on the road. We finally reached the river. Facing this river, my mother repeatedly said how big the river used to be. I took pains to listen, listening, but my mother's eyes were missing a look. Maybe she's remembering. This sand and water, in my opinion, are still the same. After all, I often come here to play. According to my mother, she hasn't been here for more than ten years. Yes, changes in current events have diluted people's memories.

The water in this river is extremely clear, and all that is missing is fine stones for fish to swim in. Affectionate people may find it monotonous, but mother looks at it and concentrates on it. I didn't bother her, and I was too embarrassed to walk away, so I studied my mother carefully. Mother's face, mother's hair and mother's eyes clearly tell me that mother is old. I suddenly have a sense of loneliness, faint.

Mother thought about it, but she finally figured it out. And my sister has gone to play. I will never be idle, just go to the river to catch crabs. It's just that my mother is sitting on that big rock again, quietly watching me move around, listening to my sister's cheers and smiling at her mouth.

Maybe there are too few crabs. After a long time, I was covered in yellow sand and got nothing. So, just lie lazily on the beach and enjoy the sunshine. I narrowed my eyes and saw my mother smiling happily. Yes, my mother works all the year round and never stops. Nowadays, this is very rare.

Unconsciously, it is near dusk. Mother carried her sister on her back and took my hand back. The long shadow of the sunset reflected on the river and rippled in my heart. Through my mother's smiling face, I feel that she is as happy as me.

At that moment, I seemed to have everything.

Comments: After reading this article, I feel deja vu and think of the famous article "Walking". If you read it carefully, you can really find many shadows from it, giving people a feeling of "light and tasteful". The article writes that my mother and sister and I are walking along the river and having a good time. The author focuses on "mother" from the perspective of description, writing about her quiet thoughts, writing about my observation of her and her feeling of being old, writing about her smiling at me and my sister having a good time, all of which are not colorful, just touching and dyeing casually, which is very interesting.

Instructor: Huang Huabin

It feels good to be touched.

Gong from Songziwan Middle School in Hubei Province

I am quiet and melancholy in appearance, but I have countless dreams and novel ideas in my heart, all of which are related to the future and happiness. On that day, I finally had a little dream world, which became my happiest moment.

10 years old, parents have decided to be a virgin. After several discussions, we decided on a place. My eldest son is small and crowded, of course, there is no room for me. Although I am very happy in that land in Xiaotian, I really don't want to have my own room, especially when I see children my age talking about their own world.

This day has finally arrived. The most ordinary day of that summer vacation brought me the happiest memories.

The new home is not too far from the old one. Although it is not a tall building, it is spacious and bright enough. At 5 o'clock in the morning, I started the moving project with the help of my parents, hoping to move to my new home as soon as possible. I am like a happy bird, flying between my hometown and my new home. How many people came, sweating like a pig? I can't remember how many times I walked, how many times I fell on the road, and how many times I asked my mother, "You're screwed.?" I only remember many times that I really ran or ran with something in my arms. Watching everything move again and again, my mother said that all my things were in my cubicle. When I did the same inventory correctly, I found myself sweating like a pig and didn't touch a drop of water at noon. The ashes on my hands are piling up layer after layer, and I can't control the excitement. ...

Finally, an important event in the small family was officially completed. The family sits together, you look at me and I look at you. Everyone's face was filled with the same expression, and everyone smiled.

In this way, the beautiful moment was fixed by my memory and kept forever, staying in the most beautiful corner of my heart.

Now, a few years later, every time I think of the scene of moving, I feel that there is a dream space at that moment, and my heart ripples from time to time.

Comments: The success of this article is based on the selection of materials. Many people have had the experience of moving. But like this article, the process of moving is written in detail, and the feeling of moving is so vivid, especially the family warmth reflected in the process of moving is rare. In this paper, when expressing the feeling of being moved, we first use our own dreams as a foreshadowing, and connect the feeling of being moved with our own dreams, which strengthens the emotional taste of the article and completes the article "Happy Feeling", and the lyric at the end naturally comes.

Instructor: Huang Huabin

The feeling of "three treasures gathered together" is really good.

Li Jimin from Songziwan Middle School in Hubei.

There were Four Treasures of the Study in ancient times: paper, ink, pen and inkstone. My family also has a "three treasures of my humble abode"-father, mother and me. Worse than the ancients, but also fun!

Because my father and I just finished the "Iraq War" yesterday, we all slept like pigs today. While I was sleeping soundly, the hurried door rang and I couldn't swallow the dreamer's words. The doorbell is still ringing. I opened the door unhappily and took a sip of water to see clearly that this angry XXX was actually my mother, and I was embarrassed to pull her into the house.

At the same time, yesterday, when my exhausted dad was about to come over to "talk" in a big way under the momentum of burning Chibi, he found my mother. His boss stood next to me and said it was too late, so he quickly put his hand down. I don't know that mom is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She has seen everything. She grabbed the physical evidence-the hand that Dad didn't put down was a sweeping "speech", and the eloquent topic was probably "This is how you teach children ..." After the speech, my mother turned to me, and her face immediately became gloomy: "Oh, baby daughter, look what I brought you?"

After a greeting, the room began to quiet down, and sometimes it was inevitable that it would be awkward. Warm breath is everywhere. Mom made this for me. Look at that. Talk about dad. Tell me about me. These days, my father is full of warmth to me, and he is much more docile to my mother, like a cat sunbathing on the balcony. This situation reminds me of eat small fish, a big fish, and small fish eat shrimp. And dad may not be so lucky to have shrimp.

From time to time, I will talk at the dinner table. As a matter of fact, I was tattling on my father and kept laughing. From time to time, there will be times of peace and harmony. Of course, that's when the three of us hold a bag of Kebik and cross our legs to watch TV. From time to time, I will be comforted by your coquetry, which is warm and romantic.

When the mother suddenly came back from vacation, we just kept simple happiness. How I wish my mother could suddenly attack like this. The gathering of the three treasures is full of stories. The feeling at that moment was so beautiful.

Comments: Unique title, vivid story and humorous language have become the three highlights of this article. Based on the family life of a family of three, this paper describes the "struggle" between my father and my mother, the image of my father and mother, and the romantic, warm, happy and vivid image of the family of three in humorous and relaxed language. The end of the article is sentimental and meaningful.

Instructor: Huang Huabin

The feeling of kinship is really good.

Ding Yingying from Songziwan Middle School in Hubei Province

It's the weekend again, and I feel suddenly enlightened. This weekend is different. Dad's sudden return added a little joy, and our family finally got together again.

On Saturday, it's sunny, and my parents and I are going to the street. Watching my father turn out of the motorcycle, my thoughts returned to my childhood. When I was a child, every time I saw other children passing by the door in my father's car, I envied that happy smiling face. How I wish I could go to school and school in my father's car and go to all kinds of interesting places. But my father has been working outside for many years and has to be busy at home in a short time. This hope has become an unattainable luxury.

"Yingying, let's go!" Dad cried affectionately. Sitting in dad's car, there is an unspeakable joy. My father's powerful arms surround my body, and I am like a chicken hiding under my father's powerful wings, comfortable and safe.

The car is driving on the cement road in the countryside, with endless fields on both sides. Rape flowers in Huang Chengcheng are dazzling in the sun and dancing lightly in the warm wind. Bees and butterflies fly freely in it, so lively that even the blue sky and white clouds play with each other so leisurely. All this is exciting.

The wind brushed my face, although gentle, but it still made me shudder. My father noticed and put a hand around me, and the warm big hand immediately spread the warmth all over my body. He pressed his cheek against mine again, and I could feel his smooth and even breathing. Although his beard made me feel uncomfortable, the warmth spread bit by bit, and a powerful force knocked down the door of my long-frozen love. It is the power of father's love, which removes the imprisonment of love, dissolves all the blame and dissatisfaction, and only touches my heart. At that moment, I smelled happiness in the air, strong and sweet.

"Wow!" It's mom's voice. The mother sitting in the back is going to throw up, and the carsick mother can't stand limping all the way. Dad stopped the car and asked his mother with concern. I immediately touched her chest. After a rest, we got on the bus again. I obviously feel that the speed has slowed down.

I open my hands, close my eyes, surround happiness with a warm heart, care for happiness, cherish happiness, and let the wind blow at will. I hear the happiness around me telling me that if you know how to cherish it, you will be happy.

I really hope that time will stand still at that moment, keep the most beautiful feeling in my heart and cherish every little touch forever.

Comments: riding a bicycle all the way to feel the truth can summarize the content of this article. Dad's coming home adds joy and happiness because of family reunion, which is the emotional background of the article. Ordinary families walking in the street by bike have extraordinary significance because "dad is away from home for a long time and stays at home for a short time" and "my unattainable luxury". The three details on the way to riding reproduce the love and affection of the father and the warmth of the family layer by layer. "Careful father" and deep fatherly love are fully and delicately presented in the article.

Instructor: Huang Huabin

This moment feels really good.

Caishan, Songziwan Middle School, Hubei Province

At the moment when the first ray of sunshine crosses the sky in the morning, we can wait for the sunshine to shine; At the moment when the sunset begins, we can taste the meaning of "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". Life is a learned elder, who always brings people moving.

Today, dad has to work overtime again. In the past, every time after school, my father would always smile, open his strong arms and stand in front of the door, waiting for me to jump into his arms. Although my father's beard tickles me, I am still very happy. Except this time, I didn't see my father's familiar figure. I am extremely depressed and my mind is in a mess.

Look outside, the stars are shining. Grandma seemed so tired on the sofa that she went to bed and even forgot to turn off the TV. Grandma looks really happy. I don't bother her, so I gently cover her with a blanket.

Back in my room, I began to get used to sorting out today's mood records. Then, I got into the quilt and stared at the ceiling in a daze, remembering the past, and then I slowly forgot my loneliness.

"One step, two steps, three steps ..." Familiar footsteps came into my ears, followed by the voice of the keyhole. "Cheep", the door opened, and at that moment, I knew that my father was back, and my heart was much more practical. "Son, are you back?" Is it grandma? It turns out that grandma is not asleep yet. Then grandma whispered that dad came back too late, and dad's fixed explanation. Thinking of grandma watching dad go home every day is like dad watching me pick me up when I'm free. At that moment, my heart was warm.

"One step, two steps, three steps ..." Footsteps gradually approached my room again. With a creak, the door opened, and I pretended to be asleep and kicked the quilt twice. I vaguely saw my father smiled tolerantly, gently covered me with a quilt and caressed the hair on my forehead. I heard a familiar saying-"The child has grown up and is more obedient." Turn off the light and walk out of the room carefully.

A warm current comes to my mind, only happiness, only happiness. At this moment, I really want to shout "I'm so good, I'm so happy!" " The moonlight is hazy, but it is still hanging high. This moment is not so much left in time as printed in the most beautiful place in my heart. That night, I had a very familiar dream. My father held me in his arms with open arms.

Comments: Every moment of life can touch us. It is true that the father in the article came home late, and I was fortunate to see a mother waiting for her son; A father's love for his daughter, similar shots, the same feelings, the same description, the most beautiful emotional freeze.

Instructor; Huang Huabin

Life is a thick book, and every page records the footprints of people's growth. Childhood is a dream; A teenager is a painting; Youth is a poem. -inscription

The wind chimes of the years have been shaking and shaking, and unconsciously, they have been ups and downs for sixteen spring and autumn. Grandma said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. This child has really grown up and grown taller. " Mother said: "I finally grew up and understood the hard work of my parents." "The teacher said," You have grown up, and now you can take the initiative to study. "... I also feel that I have really grown up and become more and more mature.

"Teacher, when can I grow up?" In the file of kindergarten growth, I left my immature voice. Colorful comic books give me endless fun. When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly. At that time, I just wanted to live when I grew up and not be influenced by my parents. Breakfast is made by my parents, clothes are worn by my parents, and the bed is managed by my parents ... Although my parents gave me a lot of warmth, I feel that everything is not my own. Therefore, I am eager to grow up, eager to grow up quickly.

Bloom flowers fall, autumn wind and autumn rain, and another autumn comes naturally. Finally, I am in the fourth grade of primary school. My mother said to me, "You are no longer young. Take care of yourself in life." So, I have my own small world-a three-square-meter hut. This is really exciting. I finally have my own home and can take care of myself. In this small world, reading has become my greatest pleasure. Watching the Gadfly, I can't help but be moved by the family that I can't give up. Watching the science fiction "Mysterious World" makes me flap my imagination, adding some mystery and beauty to the story. I am intoxicated in the sea of books. Books are the source of wisdom and the ladder of human progress. Accompanied by Mo Yunshu, I grew up day by day.

"Flowers will reopen one day, and people are no longer young." When the rain and dew in the flower season moistened my heart, I gradually matured. I stepped into the threshold of junior high school life. This is the life I really yearn for. I remember that night when I first lived on campus, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night, although I felt a little sad at home. At school, I not only learned the mystery of nature and the beauty of the space world, but also learned how to be a man. I joke with my friends and feel free. Because I found wings that can fly, how steel was tempered made me stronger.

Looking back on the past days, I left a series of crooked footprints on the road of growth, with pain and joy, enrichment and loss. Although I miss my childhood paradise, I still hope to grow up. "The ancient and modern scrolls will never be seen, and a window will send a fleeting time." I want to pick the waves of wisdom, constantly enrich, enrich and improve myself, and live every day happily and meaningfully in the reverie and expectation of a better life.

"It feels good to grow up!" In my growth file, I wrote down my motto.

Is the traditional martial arts octupole boxing too bad for Sanda? You can't do it without boxing, only you can't practice well. The key is to look at the people who practice.

Traditional Wushu exists and has its advantages. Personally believe in traditional martial arts.

However, traditional Wushu lacks the support of documentary, so it is unconvincing.

In recent years, traditional Wushu has been deified. In fact, traditional martial arts are not so magical but not so fake.

There is no actual combat case of octupole boxing against Sanda.

It's all bad reviews. Am I too tacky or am I too stupid? Maybe it's not your fault.

After all, everyone's aesthetic is different.

Your point of view is different from others.

Is my husband too good or I can't? My husband must be great, and women's ability in * * * is limited; In this case, you can try to bear his love with your hands, mouth and ass at the same time, so that your husband will be satisfied and your ass will not be so hard.