One of my favorite words
Bing Xin said: "People are only amazed at the beauty of a successful flower. At the beginning, its buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with tears of struggle. The drizzle of sacrifice is all over. ”
Perseverance is the ladder to success. The sailing boat that reaches the other side of success is the sharp blade that can help us overcome obstacles and overcome difficulties... One dollar a day, ten days. Ten cents. The rope cut off the wood, and the water dripped through the stone. This timeless philosophy has been confirmed thousands of times.
There is a dark-skinned boy in the United States who is very ugly and has serious language impairment. In order to give himself the ability to speak normally, he put pebbles in his mouth and continued to practice speaking, pronunciation, and expression. Use this to improve your own inherent deficiencies. In this way, he worked tirelessly and persisted, and finally he gave a speech fluently and smoothly as the Prime Minister of the United States, and won the most lasting and warm applause.
Edison invented the electric light, bringing light and hope to a dark world. But who knows, he spent a lot of time doing experiments, constantly trying, constantly evolving the filament, and perseveringly comparing which filament was better. He tested 101 types in one day, and finally found the most suitable filament - —Tungsten wire. Since then, mankind has entered a continuous era of light. This is the power of persistence.
Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, actually did not like reading very much when he was a child. One morning when the sun was shining brightly and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, he skipped school to the suburbs. I met a gray-haired mother-in-law sitting next to a stone, polishing an iron pestle. Li Bai was very curious: "Grandma, why do you need to polish this iron pestle?" "I want to sharpen an embroidery needle," the old woman replied. "Embroidery needle? Is it an embroidery needle for sewing clothes? How could you grind this iron pestle into an embroidery needle at such an old age?" Li Bai asked again in shock. "Nothing is impossible, as long as you persist, one day the iron pestle will be ground into an embroidery needle!" the old woman said firmly.
After hearing this, Li Bai felt extremely ashamed. He deeply understood the truth, studied hard from then on, read widely, and eventually became a great "Poetry Immortal".
Persistence is majestic, because persistence is tempered by all kinds of beatings; persistence is sweet, because fearless and unfailing perseverance has already sown the seeds of victory in the heart. Anyone who achieves great things has willpower and endurance that are beyond ordinary people. In other words, when encountering difficulties, obstacles or difficulties, when ordinary people find it difficult to persevere and give up or escape, those who have accomplished something can often persevere and get through it. winner.
From today on, we must learn to persevere! Because of persistence, we will move forward firmly towards our goals; because of persistence, we will work hard to find solutions to difficulties; because of persistence, we will be able to turn our dreams into reality. Only in this way can we have the opportunity to ask the vast land, who is responsible for the ups and downs?
Persistence is not only my favorite word, but also my motivation to move forward! (Huang Boxuan) (Official account: Composition Treasure Box)
My favorite word
Spread out the rice paper, pick up the brush, dip it in ink, and in a moment two words are left on the white paper :antiquity.
The first time I came into contact with ancient customs was when I was four years old. At that time, I was ignorant and was sent to a Chinese studies class by my parents. There is nothing interesting in the Chinese Studies class. From morning to night, I am buried in the Four Books and Five Classics. Being faced with bitter, difficult to understand, and dry sentences all day long really made my life there very boring.
But by chance I came across the Book of Songs - a collection of ancient texts that I really like. When I opened the book, I was attracted by the large and small verses. I felt like a fish in water and couldn't put it down. I like the sentences in it, chew them carefully, they are like orchids growing in the cracks, standing proudly and carrying their own fragrance. The jade-like words and each sentence are like carefully carved sentences, pieced together into pieces of beautiful sentiments, engraved in the book and praised by the world.
Ancient style is a short but affectionate poem, a beautiful and fresh article, refreshing the heart and mind.
After going to school, I came into contact with more poetry. Li Bai's romance, Su Shi's boldness, and what I like the most are the words of Li Qingzhao, a talented woman from the Song Dynasty: "After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. I can't help but lose my soul. The west wind rolls up the curtains, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." "The spring light is cold and the food is cold, the jade furnace is sinking in the water and the smoke is lingering, and the dream is back to the mountain pillow and the flowers are hidden." Between the lines, I seemed to see Senior Yi An coming from the words, lightly applying rouge, wearing a plain gown, talking to me "Lonely in the deep boudoir, every inch of my heart is full of sorrow." Those sentences, either bold or graceful, are scattered in every corner, like stars in the sky, and have become treasures of Chinese classical culture.
Gufeng is a collection of talented poets, and pieces of lingering and pathos tenderness that move the face.
After I entered junior high school, I came into contact with Hanfu. At that time, I didn’t know what Hanfu was, because in my impression, only cheongsam was more ancient style.
One day at lunch, I heard the classmates next to me discussing Hanfu. The conversation was lively, talking and laughing, and they also used many terms that I didn't understand: "Ruqun", "Guzi" and "Quju". When I got home in the evening, after finishing my homework, I lay next to my mother, played with the rubber band in my hand, and asked her: "Mom, what is Hanfu?" My mother was reading a book. She looked up and was stunned, and replied: "Hanfu is the clothes worn by the ancients. "I frowned and stood up, muttering: "The clothes worn by the ancients." Then I checked online and found out that Hanfu is so beautiful and charming.
The person in the photo is wearing a plain pleated orchid dress, embroidered with small light blue platycodon flowers, and a lavender gauze half-arm, with a few blooming flowers dotted on the chest. Plum blossoms, a dark peach colored satin tied around the waist, and a blue palace ribbon hanging on the side. She wears a pair of white jade bracelets on her hands, a long-life lock lying on her neck, a silver tassel hanging on her ears, and a blue hanging hairpin on her forehead. Make up your eyebrows, apply gouache on your cheeks, lick a piece of red paper, and paste a pair of yellow flowers on it. Holding a volume of ancient books and reciting a pair of poems, his brows and eyes were filled with the fragrance of books.
Such beauty is like clear spring water, like yellow plum blossoms in winter, like fresh green on the wall, so beautiful that it is quiet and intoxicating. From then on, I fell in love with Hanfu and became obsessed with it. Because she is elegant and simple, gentle and graceful, without losing her noble charm.
Ancient style is a piece of silk carefully made and a pattern embroidered stitch by stitch, which captivates the country and the city.
Ancient style is like a breeze, like a new pot of tea, or a sweet cinnamon tree. Gradually, I was attracted to her, pulled by her, and obsessed with her. She is not just a word or two, but the inheritance of wisdom from generation to generation and the five thousand years of Chinese culture.
Unintentionally, I have kept her in my heart, slowly analyzing and appreciating it. Slowly, she has become my favorite word.
(Feng Yuqing) (Public account: Composition Treasure Box)