"Pursuit is something that people practice all their lives, and we may never reach the end in our lifetime, but I hope that as Kant said, I follow the path I have blazed, and I know that once I start walking, nothing can stop me."

The last one fell, followed by thunderous applause.

There are only two words in the hearts of the people

Awesome

Forgive them for being uneducated, I can't find any other words to describe them except these two words.

Look at people's writing, look at people's layout, look at people's theme, look at people's theme, look at it

Woo woo woo said, it's good to see where to look

Then look at them are scum.

He Jing looked at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces with relief, and then asked Song Tingchuan

"Student Song, can you tell me how you feel after listening, or you can also make a simple comment."

So everyone's eyes turned to Song Tingchuan, wondering what Song Tingchuan would say.

Song Tingchuan glanced at He Jing lightly, then turned his head to look at Su Nan, lifted his lips and spit out a sentence unhurriedly

"Do you have the consciousness to be a science student?"

With this rhetoric, liberal arts students can get rid of it

Su Nan ""

Congregation""

burst

As soon as Brother Chuan opened his mouth, he was still so dramatic.

He Jing held her forehead, she shouldn't expect to be able to say anything good from this child's mouth.

Seeing that Su Nan was speechless, He Jing hurriedly said

"Ahem, let's ask Song Tingchuan to read your essay for everyone."

Song Tingchuan was noncommittal, looking down at the test paper, and his slightly lazy voice lingered in the entire classroom, reading his composition aloud to everyone.

"The title of my essay is called My Mother."

"There is only a mother in the world, simple lyrics, simple tunes, but there is probably no melody that can hit people's hearts more directly than these words."

"My mother, beautiful, kind, she has the most dexterous hands in the world, she can make soup for me, and she will also hit my painful palms when I make mistakes"

If Su Nan's composition is a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers, then Song Tingchuan's composition is a warm daily painting of the home, the former is like the sea, setting off stormy waves in everyone's hearts, and the latter is like a trickle, not aggressive, but every word is in the heart.

There is no cliché I am sick, my mother braved the heavy rain to send me to the hospital, and there is no blood of what mother suffered and tired for me, and finally passed away in a touching and unfortunate way, Song Tingchuan's text is some ordinary little things in daily life, everyone may experience it every day, but he pointed it out, but it slowly became a mother, the strongest love for her children.

is probably the most ordinary and moving, when Song Tingchuan finished reading his composition, the class was silent for a long time.

Because everyone is immersed in their own thoughts, immersed in their own memories, and immersed in the maternal love that is ignored by their daily willfulness.

Even Su Nan didn't know when he turned his head and stared at Song Tingchuan's side face thoughtfully.

In the end, He Jing took the lead in applauding, and everyone was pulled back, and the applause was no less than before.

Not to mention, these two essays, give full marks, and they are convinced

He Jing was also quite touched, and looked at Su Nan again

"Su Nan commented on it?"

Su Nan's comments are very professional, so professional that everyone feels like they are understanding.

"The structure of the article is distinct, the opening point points out the main idea, and then through the daily trivial matters with the mother, the mother's love is vividly expressed, and the rhythm is well controlled, the writing is very good, it is a great masterpiece."

He Jing""

Congregation""

Song Tingchuan""