The "Moral Education Talk" column of "Beijing Education" is compiled and distributed to w88 casino students4Articles about reading experience

"Beijing Education (Moral Education)"2011Year2Issue "Moral Education Talk" column is compiled and distributed by Liu Yuxi, Liu Qiucen, Ni Chenyang and Wu Xuan of w88 casino4A student reporter published his reading experience in the w88 casino newspaper. This is the first time a student article has been published in the "Moral Education Talk" column.

Editor's note: The w88 casino attaches great importance to the reading activities for college students in the capital with the theme of "reading widely, cultivating moral aspirations, promoting classics, and enjoying reading". It has organized a series of activities such as book rafting and reading-themed essay collection, and registered for the first place on campus653Published in the supplement4A reading experience written by a freshman. These articles are not long, and the text is concise, smooth, delicate and fresh. They are a true expression of the voices of college students. They reflect the energetic and positive mental state of contemporary college students, their desire to read, their sunny mentality of loving life, and their positive and enterprising attitude towards life. Read these articles carefully and deepen your understanding of moral education workers in colleges and universities.90After the inner understanding of college students, it will be of great benefit to further improve moral education. ”

Where is the Xiangqiu

Liu Yuxi

“A book in the bow and a jug of wine in the stern. Caught purple mandarin fish and washed white lotus roots. "The oil-black awning boat shuttled through the fine rain, taking a long pole and wandering in all directions. The pink butterflies on the oil-paper umbrellas were like the shy green plums when the season rain came, becoming fuller and plumper little by little. , alive. In the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, I lay drunk on a yellow rattan chair and read a book quietly. All the delicacy and comfort were accompanied by the sweet scent of osmanthus, floating in the light and fresh rain and mist.

I love books, and I love its realm even more. Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky?

Looking for a quiet paradise in the vast sea of people may be even more difficult. Fortunately, there are books. Why does the road ahead of us always seem so long when we are young? Because we have to find space to fill our infinite hopes. The hope filled with words burned like a flame.

Life with books is wonderful. A loose volume of poems and essays, accompanied by ripe and shiny white fish and sweet and sticky lotus roots, the gentle wind wrinkles the surface of the lake, blows the pages of the book, and opens up a room full of sweetness. Who knows the delicacies in literature? Who saves the most precious delicacies? The fragrance of ink and fine wine, sobriety and intoxication, hazily, a piece of golden paradise suddenly comes into view. In life, it is important to live in the present. To enjoy a life, books are indispensable. Just like salt is to soup, books add color to the gray years.

Reading at night is also intoxicating. The lanterns are on at the beginning, and the twilight is all around. Watching the strong and poignant sunset gradually fade away, returning to my familiar nest, I felt a sense of tiredness and faint throbbing. Sitting at the desk, I am so grateful to God that even though my materialistic desires have obliterated me during the day, I still have books at night picking through the floating light, sifting through them, and finding my original innocent self. As Bei Dao said: "The road, the road, is full of red poppies." There are thousands of temptations in life, so you must not lose your soul. In the world of books, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds, and above the clouds, there are the morning bells and evening drums that never stop, admonishing and purifying the lost souls.

If you are passionately in love with a book, you will tear it apart and bite it crazily, trying to swallow it into your belly. You wish you could read it and never forget it. The bloodshot eyes were still shining with fiery desire, and even if they had to blink and squeeze to relieve the pain, they would never let go of the locked gaze. When the enthusiasm for books turns into tranquil water, it flows deeper and deeper, like holding a strong cup of tea, taking a sip quietly, slowly sipping it, the tip of your tongue wandering around, and it takes a long time before you are willing to swallow it. Just like the most classic books, there will never be a popular novel that tempts people to read it all in one go, but makes people appreciate it deeply and become fond of it over time.

This vigorous love may not be able to be unraveled even in several lifetimes. Then, let this love be engraved on the Sansheng Stone, and I will have you forever.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The breeze ruffled the grass waves one after another, and my mood rose and fell with it, wandering and wandering. Maybe there is no incense hill at the end of the day, but just a roll of rice paper, an inkstone of thick ink, and a stick of wolf hair.

Eager to read, eager to live

Liu Qiucen

I got to know Van Gogh because of his paintings; I fell in love with Van Gogh because of his reading.

The cover of the book is part of Van Gogh's oil painting "The Sower", with the golden sunset behind the sower. Closing the book, I seem to have traveled through time, and I seem to be able to touch the golden sky at dusk a hundred years ago, just like Mr. Van Gogh's desire for life, simple and strong, sensitive and passionate. Although the brilliant sunset is followed by the endless darkness of night, no one regrets their existence.

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That is a book that has always been placed by the bedside. I only touched it and read it for a while during sleepless nights. In the dark night, it was so quiet that only the sound of turning pages could be heard. At this time, it seems that the dream deep in the heart can be most touched, and his desire can be felt best, like a fire that cannot be extinguished no matter how heavy the rain is.

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The countless ups and downs in "Longing for Life" allowed me to see the world beyond Van Gogh's paintings.It is not easy to read such a book, but once you fall in love with it, even if you laugh or cry because of it, it is still a kind of enjoyment. At least my heart is fed. I understand that I cannot be Van Gogh, let alone live like him. But his passion for life, his humble state of mind, and his attitude of wanting to break through obstacles and pursue freedom are what I need to hold tightly in my hands and carry them into the future。

A few wisps of ink fragrance make my heart open

Ni Chenyang

The autumn in Beijing is getting colder and colder, and the time spent in the library is getting longer and longer.

I like a person, I like silence, I like the feeling of my fingertips running across the pages of a book, I like a cozy library, I like the air with the fragrance of ink, I like gorgeous or simple words, I like to find a comfortable leisure in the noise.

Lin Daiyu loves books, she loves to find a kind of longing and beauty in loneliness and loneliness; Li Qingzhao loves books, she loves to find a kind of beauty and warmth in memories and losses; Zhu Shuzhen loves books, she loves to find a kind of persistence and comfort in confusion and sadness. And what am I looking for?

The sound of cicadas is far away, the maple leaves are red and yellow, the grass is decaying and frost is falling, and the bright moon is cold.

In books, I look for a kind of generous wisdom, to see clearly the chaos of the world, and to have a firm belief in the busy world; in books, I look for a kind of simple emotion, to appreciate The joys and sorrows of ordinary people remain unchanged in the comings and goings of people; in the book, I also look for the sadness of the setting moon and the crow of the crow, the joy of the mountains and rivers laughing, the magnificence of the blooming flowers, and the freedom of reading in sunny weather.

Instead of asking why you study, it is better to ask why you live.

There are so many cars and horses in life, so many beautiful buildings and jade houses, and so many singing and dancing. In the book, there are too many imaginative things that let the heart fly freely in the world of dreams; there are too many fields and mountain dwellings, and when you open the window, you can see green bamboos and red plums, blue sky and clear water; there are too many flying fairies, with a wave of their long sleeves, flowers flying all over the sky...

Reading is a beautiful enjoyment, but there are more thoughts and feelings. Read history and reflect on the evolution of human affairs, and the exchanges between ancient and modern times; read philosophy and reflect on people and the world, and the universe, time and space; read literature and feel the love and hatred in the white snow in spring; read current affairs and feel the rapid changes in human society.

What did that book bring to me? The scenes of tragedy and joy, the promises held by the hand, the reluctant farewells, the sadness of the cold spring in the lonely house, or the paintings of blooming mountain flowers? There are all of them, but it is more about the kind of calm and indifferent mood no matter the wind and rain, the kind of pursuit that is firm and without regrets whether spring or autumn comes.

People have books in their arms and water is nestled in the mountains; they have poems and essays in their belly and their boats have sails. The gulls and geese fly freely north and south, and a few wisps of ink fragrance make my heart relaxed.

Linjiangxian·Thinking about reading books in autumn

The leaves gradually turn yellow in the early wind, but the frost is cold and the night is cool. The warmth of spring in Quexi Pavilion and the faint scent of books are better than the fragrance of magnolia.

Suddenly, a solitary wild goose comes and goes, making it difficult to understand the beautiful world. Countless families from ancient times to the present, across the vast ocean, all gather in a study room.

We two brothers

Wu Xuan

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