My Ditan complex

On September 1st, 2004, it was my high school opening day. In the first evening self-study, I arrived in the classroom early. In this provincial key middle school, many excellent students gathered. However, I was never confident and had no ability to adapt to the new environment, other students had already started to get acquainted with each other, talking and laughing. I sat alone in the corner, which seemed so awkward. Maybe that sentence which was exactly in line with Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s words was theirs, and I had nothing. However, this situation was soon broken. The first thing the teacher did when he entered the classroom was to send out all the textbooks of the first semester of senior high school. Facing a thick pile of textbooks, I began to expect deeply that I could not wait to open the Chinese books and read articles one by one, when I finished reading Mr. Shi Tiesheng’s “I and the Altar of Earth”, I had already burst into tears. The new deskmate pulled my clothes corner, and I came back to myself. I was introducing myself to students before, it had arrived at me, but I didn’t know it at all. Finally, under the confused eyes of my classmates and teachers, I walked forward with tears to make a brief introduction, I couldn’t remember what I said at all, because I was full of that article at that time, which was the first time I got in touch with “I and the Earth Altar”. After the early self-study of Chinese, I always read “I and Ditan” affectionately, and then preview or recite the articles required by the teacher. When a person is born, this is no longer a question that can be debated, but a fact that God gives him; When God gives us this fact, the result has been guaranteed by the way, so death is a thing that you don’t have to rush for success. Death is a festival that is bound to come. Every time I read this, my heart was always tight. At that time, I was only 16 years old, and I was protected too well by my school and family. I had not experienced hardships and hardships, nor had I experienced the separation of life and death, but I also began to think about the proposition of birth and death with my master. Why did she get her mother back early? The Master said in the article that her heart was too bitter. God saw that she couldn’t bear it, so he called her back. This was a distressed but real answer. At the end of the second section, the master also said how anxious the mother had gone through to find her son in such a large garden. For the first time in many years, I realized that there were not only my ruts everywhere in this garden, but also my mother’s footprints in places where I had ruts. After reading here, I was moved by his deep feelings, which was also the first time that I had to reflect on myself deeply and recall all my mother had paid for me. This is the initial feeling given to me by “I and Ditan”, but when it comes to influence, it is one year later. The next year, I was promoted to Senior Two. At that time, my parents were further away from me due to work reasons. They only visited me occasionally. Once, my parents who had an appointment to visit me at school didn’t come, after boarding at school for two years, only this time, they broke the appointment. I was confused and angry. I even wanted to call to question about a week later, I met my mother at the door of the classroom. She looked so haggard that she hadn’t seen her for more than a month, my mother was much older, but I was still happy. After all, she came to school to visit me. Why didn’t my father come? I secretly thought. My mother saw my doubts. She lowered her throat and whispered that he was hit by a car. Now in the hospital… at that moment, I was completely shocked, only to feel that the sky was dim. My mother also said a lot, but I had no time to take care of her words. I only remembered that when she finally asked me to go to the hospital with her, I ran back to the dormitory resolutely. Escape, yes, escape. When I faced the fact that I was unwilling to accept, this was my first reaction, as if I didn’t go to the hospital to see my father lying on the bed with my own eyes, he is really not in bed. When I was studying at night, the classroom was extremely quiet. I looked through “Me and Ditan” copied in the diary. In the first few years after my two legs were disabled, I couldn’t find a job or a way out, suddenly I could hardly find anything, so I shook my wheelchair and always went to it, just because there was another world that could escape from one world. When he is in trouble, he has a place to go. What about me? I articles readable. The master sat silently in the Altar of Earth, went to think, pushed away the noisy and chaotic thoughts around his ears, and peeped at his heart. So he finally figured out how to live. And gave me positive and optimistic answers. That night, I tossed and turned for a long time. In this world, there was an article that made me grow up overnight. The next day, I asked for leave early and went to the hospital. Later, I learned that my father woke up after a week of rescue. The first sentence he said at that time was, don’t tell me, so as not to delay my study. This is a tall and magnificent father, and this is a mountain-like and heavy father’s love. Since then, I have become more determined. In June of 2007, after the college entrance examination, I chose the major of Chinese language and literature without hesitation. At that time, I had already firmly believed that I would be an excellent Chinese teacher in middle school, I want to teach every student such beautiful articles as “I and the Earth Altar”. I want to be a person who makes my father proud of it. In the whole high school years, “Me and Ditan” has always been lingering in my mind. It can be said that this article further inspired my love for Chinese and life, love for Life. In June, 2011, I graduated from university. That year, I was 23 years old. During this period, I experienced a lot of difficulties and setbacks. I was unemployed at home, and I was also brokenhearted and injured. This is life. God has arranged everything well, no matter sad or happy, only accept calmly. Now, coming to work in a new work unit is just like going to a new school eight years ago. I am inarticulate and need to integrate into a new environment. But at this time, I have grown up, there is not so much tension, but more calm, courage and faith in life. The teacher’s “I and the Altar of Earth” has accompanied me for eight years. From an ignorant middle school to now I have taken up my job, it is a huge and precious spiritual wealth in my life, on the long and arduous life Road in my future, I am willing to brew more beautiful medals in my earthly altar.

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