Write a composition based on several poems.

1. Write some poems. I fell in love with reciting ancient poems when I was very young. Among them, my favorite is "Compassion for Farmers" written by Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty. Secondly, it said, "It was noon when weeding, and sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard. " This poem describes the hardships of the farmer's uncle in farming in plain language. Not only catchy, but also spread through the ages.

Every day I pick up my rice bowl and look at the delicious rice in it, I can't help but think of this poem. I seem to see the farmers' uncles braved the scorching sun at noon to weed the seedlings, and their sweat fell like rain on the soil where the seedlings grew. After the seedlings grow into heavy rice, farmers' uncles will harvest and dry them, beat them into rice, and finally cook them into rice and serve them on the table. This grain of rice was earned by the hard sweat of farmers' uncles. How difficult it is! Therefore, whenever I eat, I eat very clean and carefully, for fear that the hard work of farmers' uncles will be wasted if the rice falls.

2. Write a composition according to the poem and grow up slowly.

Poetry and I have formed an indissoluble bond since childhood. Because of poetry, I know that time flies; Because of poetry, I understand the preciousness of friendship; Also because of poetry, I can perceive the traces left by the years.

Seven years old, what an innocent age, often hurting others' hearts but still taking care of yourself. When I think about it, I feel funny and full of nostalgia. From then on, I knew there was a short but meaningful style. What "Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange cocked his neck", "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home". Poetry like this is fresh. Snuggle in grandpa's arms every day, listen to one story after another about poetry, and dream after dream.

Grade five, I am thirteen years old, which is the age that needs friendship and teacher's affection. At that time, everyone understood their future and responsibilities. Just for the admiration of my partner, I kept reciting and reading. One rainy night, my neighbor Qiu had a high fever and my parents were away. I heard his call and rode his bike to the hospital for one night. Soon, he fell asleep, mumbling poems praising friendship, such as "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun" and "However, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor". This is a story sent by two thirteen-year-old boys. After many years, Qiu still misses it, but I always say, "Really, why don't I remember?" I just want to have this poetic friendship forever, so I never mention it. We don't remember until we are old. How wonderful!

I am worthy of this age, extremely fragile but exciting. Nowadays, people don't talk about everything as they did when they were children. They always keep dusty secrets. I didn't say anything, but silently read one poem after another, stroking one memory after another and sighing the traces left again and again. Looking back suddenly, I have grown up. I am no longer a child running around the street, but I understand my responsibility and start flying with my heart and building with my dreams.

Years are like poems, but they have created one story after another, shaped one role after another, and spread one poem after another. Fifty years later, do I remember who I was and what I did in those years? Let yesterday stick to time, cherish today and grasp tomorrow.

Write a composition according to this poem or its content. Thoughts on Reading "Spring and Snow in Qinyuan"

The author of "Spring and Snow in Qinyuan" is the founder of People's Republic of China (PRC), a great proletarian revolutionary, strategist, thinker, writer and a great poet. In his life, he wrote many brilliant poems that shocked people and inspired people, which had a great influence on inspiring the revolutionary fighting spirit of hundreds of millions of people. His poems are magnificent and broad-minded, showing a broad mind and heroic spirit. Reading is very exciting, very exciting. & gt is one of the masterpieces.

First of all, let's follow the poet's artistic conception and come to the northland where thousands of miles are frozen and Wan Li snows. Here, you are broad-minded and full of feelings. When you cross the Great Wall and the Yellow River at a glance, you can see at a glance that an ordinary and extraordinary piece of snow has come alive under the poet's pen, giving you a unique imagination space. Then we embrace the snow-capped mountains with open arms, run with the Qin Jin Plateau, let go of our lofty aspirations, and want to break through the sky, rush out of the universe and fly freely.

Having enjoyed the great rivers and mountains of China, let us open the sleeping history books, open the long-forgotten historical door, get to know the man of the hour in China and feel the vicissitudes of the world again. We should be confident that we are the real man of the hour, as the poet said, "Let go of the past, count the romantic figures and look at the present." Since ancient times, the waves behind the Yangtze River have pushed forward the waves, and each wave is higher than the other. We should surpass the ancients, become historical figures of future generations, and be included in history textbooks. Of course, it takes a hard journey, perhaps even more difficult than the Long March, but I firmly believe that confidence+sweat = success.

We shouted: "Count romantic figures, but also look at the present."

Write a 400-word composition based on a poem. In this unit, we learned poetry. A few friends and I formed a group to collect and appreciate poems. I matched Wei's poem "Bird Sound Stream" with pictures and poems. This poem is about the moonlit scenery in the mountains in spring, and it is one of Wang Wei's many well-known landscape poems.

The main feature of Wang Wei's poems is also the artistic feature of many of Wang Wei's landscape poems: poets are very good at writing dynamics in the static state. In the first sentence, "people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall", there is movement in silence, and the dynamics of falling flowers reflect the silence of no one. In the second sentence, "the night is quiet and the mountains are empty", the key point is the word spring. Whether it's flowers, bright moon or birds singing, it's all related to spring. The last two sentences are dynamic and static, and the contrast highlights the static described in the first two sentences. The third sentence, "The moon rises to startle the birds", is written that the moonlight shines into the bird's nest, which makes the birds wake up and feel surprised: Is it the dawn in the east, and the day is coming? So they were surprised and asked each other to send out a song ... suddenly the moon got into a dark cloud and the birds nearby were silent. They fell asleep peacefully and no longer responded to the call of their distant companions. In the fourth sentence, "Time sings in the spring flow", the song is written with the word "time", which not only describes the characteristics of the scenery in great detail, but also creates a contrast between the dynamic and the static from the hearing, thus vividly setting off a more peaceful situation!

Wang Wei's poems are fresh and natural, simple and pure, and the words seem ordinary. However, the poems composed of these simple words have achieved extraordinary results: on the moonlit night in the spring in the mountains, everything is so harmonious, like a far-reaching ink painting. This tells us a truth: there is no need to pile up some gorgeous words when writing a composition. We can write a good article with plain language and clever ideas.

This is my favorite poem.

General comment: The author has grasped the artistic features of Wang Wei's landscape poems, with well-organized narration and fluent language, which has brought us into the artistic conception of "painting in poetry and poetry in painting". What is more gratifying is that the young author has a deep feeling in the process of appreciation: no matter how dull the language is, he can still write a good article as long as he has clever ideas.

5. Find a few words suitable for writing, a poem about plum blossoms, and Lu You's "Yongmei";

"Broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous.

Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. "

Yimei

Li shangyin

Set the horizon,

Yi yi Wu Xiang Hua

Cold plum is the most hateful,

Often used as last year's flowers.

Li shangyin

The winding path is secluded, colorful, not fragrant or greasy.

Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.

Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.

Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.

Bai mei

Wang Mian

This body is in a forest of ice and snow, different from peaches and plums.

Suddenly a Ye Xiang, scattered for Wan Li dry springs.

Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.

Wang Anshi

Fahua looks for spring and likes to see plums.

A pile of snow on the road.

Nanmo in Fengcheng remembers his New Year.

Bao Jianfeng came from sharpening the fragrance of plum blossoms to bitter cold.

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The sharp edge of the sword is obtained from constant sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from its cold winter. If Yu Yi wants to have precious qualities or beautiful talents, it needs constant efforts to cultivate and overcome certain difficulties.

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Diligence is good at diligence, barren is good at playing; What you do is thinking, but what you eat is destruction. How can you become a master without something cold and biting?

It's hard to come with the mail.

6. Find some poems about landscapes, online, etc., and write a composition. Please, please, the best spokesmen of landscape poetry have always been Wang Wei and Meng Haoran. Please look at the following articles, including their famous landscape poems and other people's quatrains describing landscapes: Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem Bamboo House: leaning alone in the dense bamboo, I was playing the pipa and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. The poet sat alone in the depths of the bamboo forest, playing the piano and whistling. No one knows his existence, only the bright moon accompanies him.

Nature knows his inner loneliness best, and the bright moon brings him a quiet happiness. Things and I are one, things and I forget each other. Zen and poetry are integrated.

The same is true in Chai Lu: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

Wang Wei is also good at capturing the touching moments of sound, color, painting and emotion, unifying them in the artistic conception that can best convey emotions and expressing them in appropriate language. Please look at his landscape poem "Bird Watching Creek": people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wang Wei has a poem describing the scenery in late autumn, which is called "In the Mountains": White stones rise in the west of Beijing, and red leaves are sparse in cold days.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei's five-character rhythmic poem "Autumn Night in the Mountains" is a masterpiece of the combination of poetry and painting: after the rain, the mountains are empty and the autumn stands late.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. Landscape poetry did not become a grand view until the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Meng Haoran and Wang Wei created the school of landscape poetry, which was praised by later generations. Meng Haoran is a little longer than Wang Wei, and his excellent landscape works are very artistic.

Such as berthing in Jiande River at night: When my boat is sailing in the fog, the day is getting darker and the memories of the old days begin. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

Other good sentences-mountain: 1, mountains and heavy waters have no way to doubt. (Lu You Shanxi Village Tour) 2. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.

(Cen Can's Snow White Farewells Tian Shuji Wu Gui) 3. What are water, mountains and islands? (Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea) 4. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.

(Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") 5. Watching the ridge here become a mountain peak, the distance is different. (Su Shi's title Xilin wall) 6. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..

(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") 7. Mount Dongshan, Lu Xiao, Mount Taishan, a small world. (Confucius) water 1, the family is in the west of Gushan Temple, and the water level is low at the beginning.

Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang) 2. How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever. (Li Bai's "Into the Wine") 3. Who knows that life is not less? The water in front of the door can still flow west, so don't sing yellow chicken with white hair.

(Su Shi) 4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai) 5. As for launching Xiangling, it is along the back block.

(Li Daoyuan's Three Gorges) 6. Water is green and blue. You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them.

(Wu Jun's Book with Zhu) "The sun shines on Qingqiu Island, and the dust rises in Handan. The river moved to the forest shore, and the rock was deep and smoky. " ("Zhu Fang Road") "The distant mountains overlap and the bamboo trees are close to the cage.

Soak your chest in cold water and take off the breeze "("You Shen Dao Guan Shi ")" Long branches sprout purple leaves, and Qingyuan scatters moss. The mountains are floating, and the spring scenery is cold "(Pan Yongkang River) continued-there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.

(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) The mountains cover the daytime, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At the Heron Villa) Once you reach the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..

(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue") Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the vegetation is spring. (Du Fu: Dream of Spring) There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.

(Wang Wei: Chai Lu) The bright moon is high in the sky, and the sea of clouds is boundless. (Li Bai: Guan Shanyue) Never tire of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

(Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain") Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden") Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward.

(Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Topic Xilin Wall") The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

(The Book of Songs? "Jiaxu") What is water? The mountain island is towering. (Cao Cao: "Looking at the Sea") White hair floats with green water, and red palm stirs clear waves.

(Luo: Ode to the Goose) Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") The mountains and rivers have not recovered, and there is another village.

(Lu You: A Tour of Shanxi Village) Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as deep as Wang Lun. (Li Bai: A gift for Wang Lun) The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.

(Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci") At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan") Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi") Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet of Chunjiang plumbing. (Su Shi: Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong).