Prose essay

Whether in school or in society, everyone knows prose, right? Prose is not limited by time and space. Writing prose is inseparable from events most of the time. So, do you know how to write a good article? The following is my carefully compiled collection of essays, hoping to help you.

Prose collection 1 "Female philosophy is harmful to both women and philosophy."

This is my casual remark, which attracted a lot of protests after it was published. Some people accuse me of being influenced by Schopenhauer and Nietzsche's contempt for women, which is unfair. This essay was written before I read Schopenhauer and Nietzsche, and the right of invention belongs to me. Besides, my starting point is by no means to despise women. The next sentence I wrote in this random feeling is really right: "God knows, I say this because I love women and philosophy!" "

I never think that women are out of touch with wisdom. As far as I can see, some women are so smart that most men are eclipsed. Generally speaking, women's wisdom is by no means lower than that of men, but their characteristics are different. Even Schopenhauer has to admit that women are far superior to men in sensibility and intuition. However, out of philosophical prejudice, he regards sensibility as a low stage, and therefore ridicules women as children who have not grown up, saying that their spiritual development is "between male adults and children". On the contrary, I value intuition more than logic, so I have a preference for women's wisdom. In men, the maturity of reason is often at the expense of perceptual degradation. This kind of situation rarely happens to women, which is really gratifying.

As far as the field of concern is concerned, female wisdom is a kind of secular wisdom and practical life wisdom. Women are not as good at metaphysical meditation as men. Milton said: Men communicate directly with God, and women must communicate with God through men. In my opinion, this is not a disadvantage for women. If a person is too close to God, he will not easily take root in the world. Man's pursuit of God will inevitably fail in the end. A woman is somewhat sure of finding a man with the shadow of God. When men are worried about eternal life or nothingness after death, women send warm milk into their children's bodies, making a real contribution to the continuation of human life. Lin Yutang said a very apt sentence: "Men only know the philosophy of life, but women know life." If there is only great and unworthy male wisdom in the world without considerate female wisdom, I wonder how desolate the world will be. Gorky teased: "God created such a terrible world because he is a bachelor." I think, fortunately, this single person still knows amorous feelings, and created another gender besides men, so that the world is not too bad after all.

Actually, most women don't like philosophy by nature. A woman who likes philosophy may be smart and want to seek further training from philosophy; Maybe there is a painful soul who wants to find a way out from philosophy. Unfortunately, in most cases, after learning philosophy, the mind becomes complex and abstract, that is, it is not smart; The deeper the soul, the more desperate it is, and the more painful it is. I am sad to see a clever woman trapped in the maze of conceptual speculation, saying something that people can't understand. Seeing a lovely woman climb the metaphysical cliff and shed tears in the abyss, I can't help but feel distressed. Bad philosophy is boring and good philosophy is painful, both of which damage the beauty of women. I am against female philosophy out of pity for jade.

Turning a page of history, it is no accident that women have become great poets, but they cannot find a female philosopher who goes down in history. Since ancient times, women have been studying philosophy. Pythagoras, Plato, and Epicurus all recruited female students, and their grades were not tested. From modern examples, the philosophical achievements of Beauvoir, Susan Langer and Kristeva show that women can at least become philosophical geniuses, if not great philosophers. So, how do women damage philosophy? This question really stumped me. Indeed, if measured by the standards of great men, most men are not qualified to care about philosophy except a few such as Heidegger. If not, women might as well engage in philosophical research. Women bring their intuition, emotion and pragmatic spirit into philosophy, which may make philosophy better. In this way, I don't know if it is still a philosophy.

Prose collection 2 nights, so quiet, soft moonlight sprinkled everywhere; The night is so deep. Father's snoring echoed in the night sky like a touching moonlight song. Looking at my sleeping father's face, my thoughts floated to the sacred night sky. ...

When I was a child, I was always proud of having such a father, because he would tell many great things and ask him everything. My classmates all know that my father helped me solve this difficult problem, and they all cast envious eyes on me. Because I have such a father, I love my father deeply.

However, with the passage of time and the growth of age, this feeling gradually faded. The weather is getting cold, and my father is worried. He said, "It's cold, so put on more clothes." "Oh, I see." I don't care. Suddenly looked up, my father's old face and concerned eyes caught my eye. My heart trembled slightly. ...

The night is still so deep and silent. I only remember that it was so cold that night, and the humid air seemed to be mixed with rain. I rushed out of the classroom when the bell rang. It was dark outside, and several deciduous old trees were shivering in the cold wind. The figure standing in the cold wind is like a pine tree ... he tries his best to find it in the crowd and let the cold wind lift his coat and get into his trousers. It turned out that my father was afraid of my darkness and came to pick me up like a child. ...

The wind is blowing and the moon is rising. I can see my father's face clearly in the moonlight. Deep eyes and wrinkled skin. The old face is clearer. I can't forget the figure that stood in the cold wind for a long time.

Love lies deep in my heart. ...

Prose collection 3. The fragrance of flowers is a bright and beautiful beauty; The tree goes straight into the sky, which is a strong beauty; Birds flying in the sky is a kind of free beauty; The novelty and uniqueness of the Bird's Nest is an innovative beauty; Shenzhou 7 spacewalk is a kind of technological beauty; It is an inner beauty that people help each other and blend harmoniously. There are all kinds of beauty in the world, and beauty is around!

Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. In the winter when everything is dying, other flowers are already sleeping and snowing. Only plum blossom "cold ling blooms alone" adds a little beauty to this snow-white winter, which is a strong beauty.

In a marathon, two athletes ran side by side in the front row for the first place. Near the finish line, an athlete was injured by a beer bottle thrown by the audience and fell to the ground. Another athlete, Jackson, needed only one more step to win the championship, but he resolutely turned around and helped his injured opponent to reach the finish line. This is the beauty of the Olympic spirit.

Scientists from six countries worked together when studying the gene map. Although some of them got in the way and wanted to get a patent to get rich, they never got what they wanted. This is the beauty of cooperation.

Father loves mountains and mother love the water. The deepest and purest love in the world is maternal love and fatherly love. When I was excited, I learned an article in which a son who was paralyzed in bed fidgeted every day and often lost his temper. And his old mother, in the late stage of liver cancer, not only has to endure the pain every day, but also faces her son unreasonably every day. But she didn't complain, she suffered all this silently. She even tried to enlighten and comfort her son ... I felt this deep maternal love. This is the beauty of love.

There are thousands of beautiful women in the world, Qian Qian, all of whom are brilliant. Romain rolland once said: "There is no beauty in the world, but there is a lack of eyes to find beauty." Let us have a pair of eyes to find the beauty around us and feel the beauty around us!

Beauty is actually around!

In life, each of us is indispensable to the company of friends, relatives and parents.

The most important thing in my life is the company of music. I have been fascinated by music since I was a child, and it all comes from my sister. My sister is a piano student. She plays the piano very well. Whenever she plays the piano, I always watch quietly, only to see her hand gracefully on the keys, and she plays, with pure, quiet and delicious notes flowing at her fingertips like a mountain spring. The romantic elegance of the piano sets off the melody she plays and makes me deeply intoxicated. Since then, I have been fascinated by music. I listened to music all day, and I listened attentively. How beautiful!

From that moment, I fell in love with music. Whenever I am upset, I will listen to music and feel the happiness brought by music with my heart. Listen to music carefully, and you will feel that music is the whispering of lilies to spring, the singing of birds to the wind, and the sparkling raindrops in the sky. Music is a night fire in the dark, a song that flows in your heart and mine.

In life, there will be many troubles. We might as well listen to music and close our eyes to understand the meaning of music. Feel it with your heart and believe that your life will have a different flavor.

How pleasant it is to let music accompany you!

The high temperature that lasted for several days has finally eased. We took advantage of the cool weather, and my father took our family on a short trip to stretch our bones and muscles after staying at home for too long.

We first came to the farmhouse near Yangcheng Lake to eat farm food. All vegetables are fresh vegetables that have just been pulled out of the ground. They are green in color and delicious. The best food is June yellow, which has just been listed. Crabs are small and full of crab roe, which is delicious.

After lunch, we came to Xishan Island in Taihu Lake. There are three bridges on Xishan Island, connecting several small islands in Xishan. The car is driving on the Taihu Bridge. Under the bridge is the wide Taihu Lake. The green lake is sparkling and beautiful under the breeze. Looking into the distance, you can vaguely see several continuous islands. The island is shaded by trees and the scenery is pleasant, just like the lakes and mountains in the south of the Yangtze River.

When we arrived at Xishan Island, we found a natural swimming pool in which many tourists swam. My father and I rolled up our trouser legs and went to the lake to splash water on each other. The cool lake patted our feet gently. Ah, that's cool! Then we went back to the island. The island is full of clean and tidy farmhouses. Residents put baskets of fruits under their awnings, and there are many tourists fishing by the lake. There is also a small pond on the island, which is full of lotus flowers. Pink lotus is lined with green lotus leaves, which reminds me of an ancient poem, "Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers are red in the sun." Dad bought a bright red water chestnut that had just been fished out from the bottom of the lake. The taste is light, slightly sweet, and there is a unique fragrance of water chestnut.

Happy times always pass quickly. After dinner, as night fell, we set foot on the road home again. At this time, the street lamps on the Taihu Bridge have been lit up, flashing silver like pearls. The three bridges are like pearl necklaces scattered in Taihu Lake, which are extremely charming against the dark velvet night. Sitting in the car, blowing the breeze on the lake and listening to the gurgling sound of running water, I feel very comfortable. Today, in this hot summer, it is a rare leisure day to taste seasonal food and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake.

Prose collection 6 759 yuan

This is when I first joined the work.

1993 I graduated from university and was assigned to work in Xiping county and township government. Because I just came out of school, the leaders saw that I was gentle, like a "cultural man" with ink in my stomach, and decided to assign the responsibility of communication and reporting to the township party Committee to me. Because I just took up my job, because I am full of blood, I regard the work given to me by the leader as the trust of the leader. In order to write every news well, I often go deep into every natural village, street, factory, school and other units in the township to collect news clues, and report advanced models and model figures emerging from all walks of life at the grassroots level in time, which will drum up and shout for the economic construction and harmonious rural construction of the township. Where there is a will, there is a way. At the end of the year, I was rated as an excellent correspondent by the superior news department for my first-class work performance, and the town party Committee specially gave me a bonus of 759 yuan.

This Sunday, I made an exception and gave myself a day off. In order to work, from the day I reported for work, it was the first day I went back to my hometown to reunite with my relatives. When I got home, I realized that my elderly father had been ill in bed because of overwork. After a burst of remorse, I gave my hard-earned 759 yuan bonus to my father to comfort my sick father. Unexpectedly, my honest father saw the 759 yuan in cash in my hand and insisted on asking me where I got it. He knows that I just started working that year, and my salary is only over 200 yuan a month. At this time, the 759 yuan in my hand is simply my salary income in the first quarter. Looking at my father's puzzled expression, I solemnly told him that this 759 yuan was earned by my own diligence and sweat, and it was the affirmation and praise of my work by the leaders.

My old father didn't read much, but he was straightforward and liked to die. After listening to my explanation, he kept telling me in his hospital bed: We common people have a saying, we should eat others' mouths soft and take others' hands short, and we should not ruin our lives because of temporary gains, and we should not be poor.

Later, after 759 yuan of treatment, the old father's illness got better every day. In my future work, I will always keep in mind my father's warning, be honest and do things in a down-to-earth manner. Now, I have grown into a grassroots party discipline inspection cadre. I am grateful to the party and organizations for their training, and I will never forget the inculcation of my old father.

Director of "three concessions"

Speaking of the director of "Sanrang", it is actually the nickname given by colleagues to Chen Qi. Who is Chen? Why is he called "Sanrang" director? This has to start from the beginning.

Chen used to be the general manager of Renhe Vocational High School in Xiping County. At work, he always takes the interests of school work and colleagues at heart. He often keeps the difficulties to himself and gives the benefits to others. When such a thing happened, everyone kindly gave him a nickname-"Director Sanrang".

On a Teacher's Day in the 1980s, the township government specially allocated a batch of cheap diesel and fertilizer appraisal awards to people and vocational high schools. Considering that everyone has several acres of responsibility fields at home, the principal entrusted the distribution of these reward materials to Comrade Chen. After receiving the task, Chen distributed diesel oil and fertilizer to his colleagues according to the instructions of the principal, and passed on the care and care of the town government to all the teachers to the letter. The next day, an old teacher went to the headmaster: because he had many fields, he asked the school to give him more cheap diesel and fertilizer indicators. Seeing the distributed materials, the headmaster shook his head helplessly. At this point, Chen, who lives next to the principal's office, had already heard the conversation between the old teacher and the principal, so he smiled and walked to the principal's office, conveniently handing his cheap ticket for diesel and fertilizer to the old teacher. ...

The following autumn, a college graduate was assigned to the school. Near the Spring Festival, the young college student suggested that he needed a new house to live in when he got married. After consulting, Mr. Chen, the principal, said: It is difficult to find a wedding room suitable for young people at present.

The next day, Chen told the young teacher: "Work hard, your wedding new house school has arranged for you."

Later, the young teacher finally learned that his wedding room was originally the general affairs office vacated by Comrade Chen. Let's take a look at Mr. Chen, who has moved his office to the dark and damp warehouse where the school stores sundry goods. After the wedding, the young people thanked Comrade Chen with cigarettes, wine and sugar. Chen said with a smile: "I like to eat one candy." When teachers, they are all dead wages; You young people just got married, and the road ahead is longer. You should entertain your relatives and friends with these cigarettes, alcohol and the like. " The young teacher refused, but said with emotion, "Director Chen, you gave the teacher cheap diesel and fertilizer. Today, you gave up your office for my marriage. How can I express my gratitude to you? "

"Then let's work together to do a good job given to us by the school." Teacher Chen smiled with relief.

If we say that Comrade Chen gave a discount to cheap diesel and fertilizer and a second discount to young teachers, what impressed colleagues most was the story of Comrade Chen's three discounts.

/kloc-one day 0/0 years ago, it was time to declare the annual title. People, principals and colleagues of vocational high schools have advised Mr. Chen to take the last bus before retirement, because everyone knows in his heart that Mr. Chen has been conscientious and diligent in his work. Judging from his political achievements or achievements, he should have been promoted to the senior title of middle school long ago. So, looking at Mr. Chen, who will retire in another year, not only the principal but also his colleagues are in a hurry. Who knows, when the school decided to declare the title of senior middle school teacher, Comrade Chen gave the promotion index to the young front-line teachers in the school. Today, Chen receives less than 300 yuan a month than his colleagues. ...

Since then, Comrade Chen's nickname "Sanrang" has been formed. ...

A quilt and three patches.

Three years ago, I worked in Renhe township government. One day after breakfast, I went to the office of Comrade Sun Yizhou, then secretary of the Party Committee, to report my work.

It happened to be a sunny winter day this morning. On the way to Secretary Sun's office, I happened to meet Secretary Sun head-on. Secretary Sun has just come out of the bedroom, carrying bedclothes on his right shoulder. After a brief greeting, I learned that Secretary Sun was going out to bask in the sun with his bedclothes. I raised my hand to help Secretary Sun. Inadvertently, I found the little secret on Secretary Sun's quilt: "Secretary Sun, your bedding is already a cultural relic." Pointing to the three old coarse patches on the quilt of Secretary Sun, I laughed at Secretary Sun.

Secretary Sun smiled shyly at me: "Although I am a national construction cadre, I will always be the son of farmers. I can't lose my hard work and plain living style. "

A drop of water can also reflect the brilliance of the sun, and a small matter can better reflect a person's moral cultivation. "I am a national cadre and the son of a farmer." A simple sentence sums up Comrade Sun Yizhou's incorruptible style as an ordinary producer. A quilt with three patches, even the patched quilt that many children scoff at, is often kept by Comrade Sun Yizhou as a treasure in today's era of great material products.

Privately, colleagues who know Secretary Sun also said: Comrade Sun Yizhou's bedding has been with him since he started to work. Whether he was the main leader in Erlang, songji, Lumiao and other towns, or later he went to the county people's congress because of his work needs, Comrade Sun Yizhou's hard-working, honest and diligent style was all said by his colleagues.