I urgently need a speech entitled "My Youth, My Struggle"

Yellow leaves are flying butterflies, floating in front of your eyes, taking away nostalgia and hesitation. I once crossed the forest path woven by sunset, looking for that faint smile, green, fat, red and thin, all colorful youth, flying in the cycle of seasons.

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High school students study for the college entrance examination, but they are still very busy outside, and they are still very nervous after being nervous. What I was looking forward to was liberation after graduation from college. At night, take off the fatigue of the day, lie in bed, look at the ceiling under the light, and reminisce about the deep dreams of college.

Life always has to be experienced, and there will be gains. The college entrance examination really brought me a lot. Because of the college entrance examination, I came to Nanjing, an ancient historical and cultural city; Because of the college entrance examination, I entered the key university of Southeast University. Because of the college entrance examination, I was able to weave one beautiful dream after another in a beautiful campus.

Students say that college life is boring, and college is boring. Indeed, college life lacks the passion in fantasy, and it is far from wonderful as imagined. But we must seize the opportunity, because the opportunity is only for those who are prepared, and the opportunity loves those who look for him. How many years of life can we waste? Cherish time and cherish what we have. It's pathetic to spend time on things that mean nothing to you!

I don't like the compulsory courses arranged by the school, but I never skip classes. I like looking for young figures in the sunset. No matter what the teacher says on the stage, I will listen with a smile, because I like to sit quietly in the corner by the window and weave the most beautiful dreams with the sunset and my graceful posture. This dream has all the colors of youth, and I like to decorate colorful dreams with the colors of youth. But on the campus of this university, what makes me secretly happy is not colorful dreams, but that I can handle my homework while weaving these dreams. Therefore, I am a person who is often lazy in thinking, and I am still a good student in this world that I have not yet understood.

The library is my favorite place to go. In the past six months, I went to the library more times than to the classroom. There, I read many literary classics; There, for the first time, I felt that the original text was so wonderful; It was also there that I met one admirable celebrity after another ... If the university campus is a fairy tale world, the library is undoubtedly the temple of this fairy tale world. There are piles of books smelling of ink, and the prince and princess live a happy life, carefree. Day after day, year after year, the story there is only the beginning, not the end!

Water-like days fly through the rows of willows on the campus of the university, through the fragrant garden and through my fingers. Those faces that I was unfamiliar with when I first entered school, now I can call out his name out loud just by glancing at his back. In the brewing of time, our friendship has become more and more sincere. However, in my little memory, I can't find the immature and pure friendship of my childhood, just like there are no two identical leaves in the world.

As far as I can remember, my childhood friends all wore gorgeous clothes, not as delicate as the children of rich families. All this does not affect our childhood friendship, but makes us more honest. In the spring season, we dressed in plain clothes, climbed up the tall locust tree and punctured the well-preserved bird's nest with a dead branch that had absorbed nutrients in winter. When we saw that no snake came out, we reached in and took out the egg. Then, in a scramble, they shouted and rowed and dispersed. When the spring breeze dyed all the peaches and plums in the orchard red, we were in groups of three and five, coveting fresh fruits like a greedy kitten. Climb over the fence quietly, bypass the surveillance of the yellow dog, and climb the low fruit tree three times and two times. While I was enjoying myself, I suddenly heard the cry of "Wang Wang". I quickly scooped up the two largest peaches, jumped off the tree, jumped over the fence and escaped. Behind him came the cry of the old man: "Whose child is this?" How dare you come to my house to steal peaches ... "Now, the orchard has disappeared, leaving only the weeds in the garden to witness what happened. And my childhood friendship seems to have disappeared with the barren orchard, leaving only a few fragments, lasting in the depths of memory.

Some people say that universities are like a small society, and the complicated relationships are like flashing neon lights, which makes people wonder. I didn't try to figure it out, but what I saw and heard proved something. Competition is like an iron whip, which drives us to the road of utility. Friends and lovers are twisted in such a delicate relationship. However, what makes me happy is that even if some people compete for fame and fortune, I can still find many friends who are not tired of fame and fortune. We all know that the color of youth should not be contaminated with copper odor. In the evening, I dreamed that my friends and I were running hand in hand on the green field, laughing as brightly as the sun.

I downloaded the soap opera "Struggle" to watch it, because its broadcast was hotly debated on the Internet recently, and because someone recommended it to me. I naively thought it was really an inspirational drama about the post-80s generation, as the mainstream media said. I thought there would be a definition of a certain proposition about life. I thought I could see happiness in music, sound and pictures besides suffering. As a result, I saw that this story is full of lies and falsehood, with several key words: post-80s, graduates, friends, love, marriage, career, real estate, beauty, rebellion, love triangle, mansion, Audi A4, petty bourgeoisie ... This is an era of entertaining the public, and this is an era in which ignorance produces entertainment.

A group of people pretending to be 13 made a 2 13 TV series for people like me, but I don't think I'm stupid enough. I can't see the significance of deconstruction promoted by mainstream media and experts, such as the urgent search for social cognition after 80 years. I only see that no one in the film is struggling. A few gangsters with college diplomas, a group of parasites and social scum who have never lived independently, live a life of food and clothing, with extreme self-esteem and irresponsibility. They have sex, friends can betray, and marriages can be separated. Their struggle depends on their father who suddenly fell from the sky with a net worth of hundreds of millions, their first lover who was abandoned by themselves, and rich men and women. The center of the whole story is infinite melodrama, which started from the first episode of the play. In the amphitheatre, hundreds of graduates stood up, bowed to the teacher and shouted, "Miss Li, please stay. We can't bear to part with you, we can't bear to part with you, but we must tell you that we must leave you, we must go to work, we must fall in love and we must struggle. This matter is so urgent that we can't wait a day. " I've seen melodramatic, never seen such melodramatic.

Did Shi Kang, the screenwriter, go to college? College life is really not like YY in his mind. Many years ago, I saw his "Staggered" and "Broken", which is nothing more than such a tone. Men are decadent, degenerate and confused. After losing their gentle heroine, they are full of remorse and melodrama, but they can't see their heartfelt introspection and still dare not take responsibility. At that time, it attracted and poisoned innocent teenagers like me. Many years have passed, but Shi Kang still hasn't made progress, but his self-affectation and self-YY ability have been fully exerted. Life after leaving campus can't be as meaningless as in the play. A group of people talk about love, love and ridicule every day: sensitive, perverse, ungrateful, ill-bred, willful, selfish and irresponsible. Then the money came, the car drove away, and the rich girl surrendered herself automatically and succeeded in her struggle. That's really money, hundreds of thousands, 20 million, 300 million. But our way of life is not like this at all, at least most people are not. Most of us will have experienced setbacks in reality, suffered from confusion, didn't know our own life direction, and struggled for the house, for wages, for overtime, for daily necessities, and for our beloved MM. This is something that this era has given us a lot in common, which some soap operas can't express.

For me, don't say struggle, such a word is too empty. As I get older, I struggle between ideal and reality. It's like I've never matured. I have spent countless days in chaos and confusion, far from the meaning of life, and gradually drift with the flow. But in the end, I came out and survived the lowest point of my life, just like a person climbing out of a sinking swamp, eagerly breathing fresh air. On the day when the autumn wind comes back, I often miss the day when I started studying again. Spend more than ten hours practicing every day and live an unimaginable hard and regular life. The process is unremarkable, day after day, simple, simple and full. Although the final result was that I failed in the exam and failed to go to China Normal University. However, once all the feelings gained in this process are deeply rooted in the bone marrow, the ideas formed in this process will affect my future life. Reconstruct your life principles and lifestyle calmly, naturally and practically.

However, it is very reassuring that a person's maturity always has to go through some people and things, and then take it slowly in persistence and waiting. The past gradually disappeared, and he gradually found a direction for his future and began to have a clear positioning for himself. Many things cannot be changed, no matter how unfair or unbalanced he feels. After suffering, I realized more deeply that some defects that can be corrected still need to be corrected. It is most important to improve your life and live happily. Pay hard and be tempered. Life is a process in which happiness overcomes pain. Perhaps there is no definite measure of happiness, but I hope that when I work hard, I will keep a quiet hope for the future and maintain a peaceful and calm mind. I am experiencing, moving forward, calm, heavy, forbearing, making progress, and then I can change, that's all.

Through the long river of time, I returned to fourteen years old in a trance. That year, I heard the story of the Count of Monte Cristo from my neighbor's sister for the first time, so I became obsessed with "classic" novels. From the delicacy and gentleness of La Traviata to the grandeur and bloodiness of A Tale of Two Cities, fortunately, I spent three years in junior high school with books.

In high school, when I was studying science, I was buried in a pile of figures all day, and my enlightened mother refused to invest in buying me such furniture. The only comfort is floating, hiding in my desk. I don't know how many times I watched it. I like the simplicity of the book, appreciate the writer's profound knowledge, and describe the magnificent scene of the Civil War for readers seemingly inadvertently, and admire Scarlett's always energetic and slightly evil character. Up to now, Gone with the Wind is still one of my most cherished novels.

University, with my own time and disposable money, impetuous life makes me lose the mood to study hard.

After a long time, the floating bubbles in the memory faded, leaving traces of deep bone marrow. The same is true of good literary works. You may forget the name of the protagonist and the complicated and wonderful plot, but you will never forget the author's profound intention, unique perspective and the deep touch brought by the story.

I am lucky to know red and black.

Stendhal is an outstanding French realistic writer and the founder of critical realistic literature. His most important work is Red and Black. Before I read the original carefully, I had a good understanding of the outline of the story, but I couldn't understand the meaning of the title. After reading it, I finally know that the novel reflects the social storm on the eve of the July Revolution in France. "Red" refers to the red uniforms of soldiers in Napoleon's army, representing the advanced class at that time-the bourgeoisie. The black robes of "black" faculty members represent the backward feudal reactionary camp. (This is only based on the opinions of some scholars and my own understanding, which may not be accurate. )

Julian, the hero of the novel, is a typical individual struggle in the history of western literature, and is also a well-known ambitious man. Lian is contradictory, self-respecting, sincere, false, confident and constantly desperate. He is smart, strong-willed and ambitious, but he always takes personal interests as the premise and is full of outstanding ambition and heroic vanity.

Human nature is good, I think, even the maker of tragedy is not just him. Born from humble origins, discriminated against by nobles, sickly, and rejected by his family. How can I grow up in such an environment without being sensitive to self-esteem, and how can I not send out sincere disgust to the big bourgeoisie? Smart since childhood, love reading, familiar with Napoleon's works, deeply influenced. He once naively thought that he could make contributions and get ahead with his talent. Young, he didn't know that the world was never based on talent. Dreams are destined to be just fun to chase and hopeless to persist.

The story of the whole book is completed in three main environments, and Julian's character development is also well interpreted in these three environments. They are Mayor Draena's home, Besancon Theological Seminary and Marquis Moore.

19 years old, young Julian knocked on the door of Mayor Denari with the ability of reciting the Bible. At this time, he is honest. Because of his cleverness, he often despises the mayor's incompetence and dares to arrogantly resist the unreasonable system. I don't like the extravagant life of the mayor's family, and I can't accept that the mayor regards him as an inferior servant. Out of instinctive aversion to the exploiting classes, Julien's resistance gradually escalated and eventually developed to the point where it could not be cleaned up. Conquering the beautiful mayor's wife is not only out of love and envy, but also an extreme means of civilian consciousness struggle. The mercenary social atmosphere and the cheating officialdom have had an impact on Lian, and his desire to get ahead in his bones is even stronger, so strong that he corrupts his soul and does whatever it takes. The mayor's home is the first step of Lian's character deterioration, where his struggle is confused by ambition.

With the exposure of adultery, Julian entered Besancon Theological Seminary. The Besancon I saw can be said to be a hell on earth. The so-called followers of Christ are just a group of people with ulterior motives. The contradiction between the two is sharp and tied to each other. Intrigue has become the only pleasure of life for these shameless people. In such a sinister environment, Julian buried his hatred in his heart and used silence to confront the enemies around him. Extreme hypocrisy. The seminary finally turned Julian from an individual struggler into a complete hypocrite. He buried all his thoughts, followed the seminary, and finally became the pet of the dean.

Paris, the romantic city I yearn for, is it really as beautiful as people describe it? I can't help but know, because I haven't been inside. However, Julien, who can be in it, must have no intention to experience the beauty of Paris. Paris is the place where he first realized his ambition, and it is also the place where he regretted his life and finally realized that he died of passion. With many complicated ideas, how to appreciate the scenery along the way.

Marquis Moore is one of the important figures in high society. In a hostile environment, even contempt confronts contempt. Seek straightness and loyalty, and make contributions to the Marquis. Be appreciated and reused. And won the cross. The relationship between Julien and martel is naturally a tool to realize ambition, and martel acts as a ladder for Julien to grab fame and fortune. Julian played a trick on the crazy Marquis by despicable and even cruel means, and finally cheated her of her undying love.

Not to mention whether history is true or not, but throughout the century of western literature, the personal struggle of civilians is accompanied by tragedy. At that time, Julien's distinct class consciousness controlled the whole French society. Julian's rise not only attracted the envy of ordinary people, but also attracted the intolerance of the upper class. As a result, the nobles colluded with the church, forcing Mrs. Denari to write a letter of exposure, and Julien finally staged a church shooting. The dream of the apprentice, which has been initially realized, was completely shattered overnight. Anger made him take excessive action. I don't think he shot Mrs. Drina out of anger. Smart as a lotus, how could he fight for a moment's anger like some people on the street and end up in jail?

Stendhal claimed to be an "observer of the human mind". With meticulous brushwork, he interpreted the psychological activities even in prison to the extreme. Everything is despair, even if it is released, there will be no way out. Julian finally realized the world. No matter how clever and hard you are, it's all in vain. The aristocracy will never allow him to cross the barriers of hierarchy. Shooting the mayor's wife is a desperate counterattack. From another perspective, this is a cry of populism.

Julian completely lost his illusion, refused to appeal and repent, and was determined to fight against unfair society with death. In court, he boasted that his real crime was not shooting, but trying to break through the hierarchy. The Ode to the DPRK is a summary of Lian's rebellious spirit and tragic fate, and it is also the crowning touch to shape Lian's image.

If Julian had been born in modern times, he would have achieved a lot. Helpless, no one can turn the annual rings.

Thanks to Stendhal, he left us an unforgettable work.