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话说，拜过先人之后，许下的愿望就会实现。

十天里回了两趟老家，不为别的，只为拜山祭祖。

我本不信，但在列祖列宗面前，我不得不表示得虔诚。上香时，也不忘默读几句“今年我要XX，望您多多保佑”

我许下愿望今年会实现吗？拭目以待。

　　 过去，我对作文的理解：作文语文考试的一部分，现实生活不须作文。
    从来我都认为，作文都是被逼出来的，对我这种不通文墨的人来说，舞文弄墨本是很痛苦的事。
　　大学毕业，我依然没理解写作的重要性，更没领略过文字的力量与魅力。
　　直到最近，一次偶然，我闯进了名为PURE PLEASURE的世界，认识了一位人称李笑来的老师（虽素未谋面，但他确确实实是的老师）。
　　在那里我才知道自己得了写出作恐惧症十几年。那么这症是怎么来的？症结何在？这得从几件事说起。

小学三年级：《我的同学——孙芝平》，最深刻的文章
    十五年过去了，我还依稀记得三年级一次全镇大考前，为了谋个好名次，主任给我们布置了一个作业：背诵《我的同学——孙芝平》，考试时，我滴字不漏、如水银泻地般把那篇幅文章从脑里照搬下来（作完后还“拍手称快”，因为当时写得真是很快）。

高中三年级：旷世范文，最难忘的日子
　　那年高三，第一次高考模拟考试。
　　课堂上，同学们既兴奋又紧张，因为语文成绩将要公布，批改完的试卷也将分发到同学们的手里。我也不例外，毕竟我也付出了不少汗水。结果，当所有人都拿到自己的试卷时，我很诧异：我的试卷呢？是不是我答得太好，待会老师要拿来当同学们的榜样呢？
接着，老师让我的同桌豪哥上讲台朗读一篇范文，果不其然，那是我的杰作。之后，老师用三个词对那文章作了评价：三不像、低能、三年级水平。此时，台下的我，唯有伏案呜咽。

大学三年级：实习周记，最不可理喻的事
　　也是迫于无奈，花了几天时间，逼了几篇实习周记敷衍了事。班主任对我评价很高，我能评上“优秀实习业”，他居功至伟。然而，学院负责审阅实习周记的领导而不以为然，给我实习周记所作的评语是：文字幼稚，思想空洞。恐怕我是华工所有实习生中，唯一一位凭“文字幼稚，思想空洞”而得优秀实习奖的学生了。

　　对于那三件事，我不想作任何评价，我只想几组做俯卧撑。
　　能遇到李笑来老师，真是万幸。他让我明白，他让我对作文有了全新的认识：作文是自己的事，与考试无关；作文是经历过、感觉过、阅读过后一个输出的过程；作文是看见、想清、反刍之后一个表达的过程；作文是一个有思想的人一辈子的事。

　　不再为应试而作文，现在我要做一个为自己而作文的人（多么自私）！
　　补一句：Go to the dam hell! Chinese education system!

It's coming to the end, graduation is ahead.

It's a rainy day when she moved out. I was one of those who helped her to carry luggages.

What i carried was a monitor, which's pretty heavy. But it's nothing when compared with my heavy heart. She's the first one who i offer help to move home.

Where she lives in is a flat with one kitchen, one dinning hall, and one living room, one bathroom, covering a aera of 30 square meters. When i was told that the rent is 400RMB per month, i was astonished.

After lanch, we got things done in two teams. My team went shopping for articles for daily use, and the other cleaned the flat.

At supper, some made fun of me with her, which is really funny. It's too late, it's surely impossible.

Anyway, it's a big.

Big day.

The quake happened 10 days ago is the biggest quake even since PRC was found in 1949.
May people were killed, and many were wounded, while many are still missing.It's reported that the death toll raises to 50000, with more than 30000 missing.

As a menber of PRC, my heart was crying when i heard that bad news, when i was looking at kinds of destroyed buildings, when i was seeing the number of death toll raise day by day.

Iife is so frail, and life is so crual. Many lost their families, and many babies have become orphans. The death have gone, the live have to surf the pain.

But life goes on, tresure life up is the best deed to the death.

It's really very boring.

Someone asked me to go traveling, so i thought about it again and again.

Not until i decided to go did i realize that i was cheated.

As a matter of fact, i love traveling, but never did travel to other province before.

So, this time,  i made a plan for travelling.

Then, i asked the people around, but no one could go with me.

Some couldnn't go for the lack of money, the other for the lack of time.

If i can't find a partner in the following two weeks, i may do it myself.

One single travelling.

Though i may feel lonely, i will do it.

Just do it.