"The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." Yes! Although the sword is sharp, who has experienced the tempering and forging he has experienced? Although plum blossoms are fragrant, who knows the cold and frost she spent? People only see the sharpness of the sword. Who thought about his experience? People only see the elegant beauty of plum blossom, and who can understand her suffering? All these show people their indomitable and indomitable achievements, which were achieved in hardships and winter.
Just like I didn't get satisfactory results in the exam. I was sad when I heard the score, but I thought more about hard work. Look at that aggressive score. Isn't that exercise? Isn't that bitter cold? Isn't this the frustration and difficulty I have to face? I don't think I should cry. I don't cry in the face of setbacks. I should open my heart to the sea and bloom warmly in spring. Because this is not failure, but exercise, which is the auxiliary line for me to fly higher and run farther. This is a brand-new beginning, and it is the basis for me to go to the next step. But these exercises let me know that the meaning of success is to share joys and sorrows, and let me know how to struggle. Recalling the difficulties experienced again and again, isn't it the best teacher for our spiritual growth?
Therefore, we want to make swords, and our sharpness has been tempered again and again: we want to make plum blossoms, and our beauty has gone through winter after winter. Without hard work, cultivation and overcoming, how can we achieve success, victory and glory? As long as we move forward in the wind, everyone is a "sword" and everyone is an "unyielding plum blossom!"
2. The inspiration of the composition poem to me. The poem of 600 words grew up with me.
To me, this is a beautiful word. From the light at the foot of my bed, I got to know it-"Poetry". The picture of reading "300 Tang Poems" in the moonlight is still vivid. ...
When I was a child, I loved poetry, or rather, I loved reciting poetry. Whenever a poem blurts out, I can always hear the praise of adults, see the envious eyes of children, and be grateful to Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Changling. Although I don't understand it, I love poetry-the pure pride of a child. Poetry once brought me honor. From Tagore, it turns out that a poet can understand that it is not just the Tang Dynasty that is rich in poets. Tagore's simplicity taught me deeply, and his flying words made me really learn to understand. Remember that poem:
"As long as there is a kind of persistence,
Apart from the coast's fascination with the ocean-
Around the sea in the same posture. "
I was deeply impressed by his exquisite design, and moved by your persistence and silence. So I began to understand Shakespeare, Schiller, Pushkin, try to understand Ode to Joy and Captain, try to discover beauty, learn ideas, feel and grow ... Schiller's Ode to Joy can make Beethoven, who has been immersed in depression for a long time and sold his works at a low price for bread, move, absorb the warmth of the sun in the dark and wake up with a song Ode to Joy. Shouldn't this be attributed to the charm of poetry? Because of growing up, poetry brought me not pride and honor, but insightful eyes and increasingly rich heart. In fact, I don't know whether growing up made me understand poetry or whether I grew up because of poetry. ...
The charm of poetry taught me to appreciate, the artistic conception of poetry taught me to daydream, the meaning of poetry taught me to be profound, and the eternity of poetry taught me to care ... He just didn't teach me to create. Just because it is a "virgin land" in my heart, it is not allowed to be defiled. Until I read biographies of celebrities. Picasso loved to write poems, but his words were never accepted by people. People's evaluation is: draw your picture! Michelangelo's poems are even more puzzling, because he worked under the yoke of the Pope all his life. However, none of them has given up poetry creation because of their love, because it is a release of the soul and a letter to life and themselves. It turns out that poetry is also a kind of leisure art, not a poet's privilege. So, I began to try writing and didn't mind being criticized. In this process, I gained the most profound experience: "That is the note of the sky". True poetry is not snow, but the spirit of the sky. So it is no longer just a tiled page, a carrier of beauty, a random art, it is no longer abstract, because it is three-dimensional, colorful, still beautiful and mysterious.
It turns out that life itself is an endless poem. ...
3. Poetry inspired my writing. Poetry grew up with me. Wang Juexi, a student of Juexian Middle School, is a beautiful word for me.
From the light at the foot of my bed, I got to know it-"Poetry". The picture of reading "300 Tang Poems" on that moonlit night is still vivid ... When I was a child, I loved poetry, or rather, I loved reciting poetry.
Whenever a poem blurts out, I can always hear the praise of adults, see the envious eyes of children, and be grateful to Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Changling. Although I don't understand it, I love poetry-the pure pride of a child. Poetry once brought me honor.
From Tagore, it turns out that a poet can understand that it is not just the Tang Dynasty that is rich in poets. Tagore's simplicity taught me deeply, and his flying words made me really learn to understand.
I still remember that poem: "Where is a persistence that transcends the shore's infatuation with the sea-embracing the sea with the same attitude?" I was deeply impressed by his exquisite design, and moved by your persistence and silence.
So I began to understand Shakespeare, Schiller, Pushkin, try to understand Ode to Joy and Captain, try to discover beauty, learn ideas, feel and grow ... Schiller's Ode to Joy can make Beethoven, who has been immersed in depression for a long time and sold his works at a low price for bread, move, absorb the warmth of the sun in the dark and wake up with a song Ode to Joy. Shouldn't this be attributed to the charm of poetry? Because of growing up, poetry brought me not pride and honor, but insightful eyes and increasingly rich heart.
In fact, I don't know whether growth made me understand poetry or poetry made me grow ... The charm of poetry taught me to appreciate, the artistic conception of poetry taught me to daydream, the meaning of poetry taught me to be profound, and the eternity of poetry taught me to care ... He just didn't teach me to create. Just because it is a "virgin land" in my heart, it is not allowed to be defiled.
Until I read biographies of celebrities. Picasso loved to write poems, but his words were never accepted by people. People's evaluation is: draw your picture! Michelangelo's poems are even more puzzling, because he worked under the yoke of the Pope all his life.
However, none of them has given up poetry creation because of their love, because it is a release of the soul and a letter to life and themselves. It turns out that poetry is also a kind of leisure art, not a poet's privilege.
So, I began to try writing and didn't mind being criticized. In this process, I gained the most profound experience: "That is the note of the sky". True poetry is not snow, but the spirit of the sky. So it is no longer just a tiled page, a carrier of beauty, a random art, it is no longer abstract, because it is three-dimensional, colorful, still beautiful and mysterious.
It turns out that life itself is an inexhaustible poem ... (topic: feeling poetry).
4. A poem inspired me to write "Tomorrow is tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. Waiting for tomorrow, the past is a waste. . "Meditate this song of tomorrow, and my thoughts are pulled back to that time.
It was a Friday, and the math teacher said that there would be a math test next week. We should use Sunday to do a math test, and we should use Sunday to review and consolidate what we learned this week.
On Saturday, I finished my homework like I was rushing to finish it, and ran out to think; Anyway, it's still early, and it's not too late to review tomorrow. Sunday. I read comic books again, eating snacks with relish while reading them. I've put the censorship out of my mind.
On Monday, just after math class, I panicked. Oh, my God. What shall we do? I haven't reviewed yet. Students, our test today will be put off until tomorrow. If some students haven't reviewed well, they can use the self-study time at noon to review again. . The math teacher said this on the podium. Arrangement of the test. I can't help wiping the sweat from my forehead. I thought it was okay. I just need to review at noon.
At noon, the students are reading extracurricular books. I keep telling myself that I did well last week. I should be able to cope with this test. I just started doing it. It went well. I can't do it even if I do it. I was so anxious that my head was sweating, but I still didn't make it to the first quarter. But I think: there are only a few questions, so it should not matter!
I was so shocked by the result after the exam that I almost failed! Looking at the horrible score, I was silent.
After that, I won't put things off until tomorrow. Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do today. Don't make excuses for your mistakes.
5. The enlightenment composition of a Tang poem-the enlightenment of 300-word ancient poetry
Today, when I was reading a book, I found a good ancient poem, which has a certain truth in life, so I wrote it down:
Although the tortoise lives long, Cao Cao.
Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has time; The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust.
The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
When Cao Cao wrote this poem, he was full of ambition, optimism and self-confidence when he defeated Yuan Shao and his son and pacified Wuhuan in the north. At this time, Cao Cao is 53 years old and can't help thinking about the journey of life. So at the beginning of the poem, he chanted with infinite emotion: "Although the turtle has a long life, there is still a time;" The snake rides the fog and ends up in dust. " This shows that Cao Cao has a clear understanding of the natural laws of life. He sang generously: "An old horse crouches tiger, aiming at a thousand miles;" In the year of martyrs, go forward bravely. " Cao Cao compared himself to an old swift horse. Although old and frail, he was demoted to the next position, but he was still full of lofty sentiments. This poem begins with a lament about the philosophy of life, followed by a strong and intense singing, and then returns to philosophical speculation: "The period of surplus and contraction is not limited to days; The blessing that nourishes grace can last forever. " The positive spirit that runs through the whole poem, that is unwilling to get old, that life is not completely determined by nature, and that subjective efforts also work, is admirable.
6. A 400-word composition of "Enlightenment from a Tang Poetry" —— Thoughts on Reading Li Bai's Into the Wine
I like Li Bai's articles, and I like his poem "Into the Wine" even more.
I like this poem's rich and peculiar imagination and smooth and harmonious rhythm. I like to follow the lyrics.
I prefer to think about the poet's life experience.
Our inspiration.
Reading "Near Wine" is full of atmosphere and mind. This poem begins with a brush stroke.
Method, a strange rise. The sentence "How does the water of the Yellow River move out of the sky" is like a storm for readers.
The sudden arrival can most vividly arouse the imagination of readers and best reflect the poet's broad vision.
Be far-sighted and broad-minded It is by no means those who can write such atmospheric words.
A narrow-minded, selfish and vulgar person who cares about personal gains and losses is obsessed with fame and fortune.
Reading "Near Wine" reveals strong self-confidence and great ambition. A "day!
"I was born useful" sings the persistent and upward belief in the poet's bones, and the setbacks are temporary.
Yes, in good times and bad times, he always believes that his talent will be useful.
This heroic poem inspired countless future generations to "stay in the clouds" in frustration and confusion.
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Reading "Drinking Near" reveals contempt for money and fame. "Daughter cleared also.
After reading this poem, we can clearly see a chivalrous man walking in the Jianghu.
Help people in need, spend a lot of money and show generosity. "streaky horse,
There is nothing to miss, and "bells and drums are rich in jade" is even less precious. as soon as...
Just as you can learn about a person from drinking and gambling, your attitude towards money is more obvious.
Whether a person's spiritual world is barren or rich. Regard fame and fortune as dirt and flock to it.
Money is not made with money, which shocked all ordinary people. How free and easy is this?
People can really do it. I am deeply ashamed of this spiritual state, which is also worth thousands of years.
People living in modern civilization reflect deeply.
Reading "Near Wine" is frank and informal.
"Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? ,
Go buy wine, and we'll drink together! "He" and "Give them to the boy in exchange for good wine" vividly describe the wine being drunk.
The scene at that time truly and vividly reflected Li Bai's frankness, simplicity, innocence and carelessness.
One side of the plan The explanation of "Master" should be recognized by Yuan Dan, the author's good friend.
Qiu was originally visiting a friend's house, when Li Bai actually said to his host, there is no need to talk about money.
If you are short, buy a drink. Although they are friends of their own, although everyone is in a drunken mood, they can
Speaking without scruple can best reflect the speaker's frankness and inner purity. whatever
How this straightforward character shows Li Bai's frankness and fearlessness because of selflessness, of course.
More obviously, his friends are by no means vulgar. Such friends are at home because they understand.
Aimless communication is most in line with Li Bai's temperament and pursuit of freedom, and it also makes us not.
Not a desire for this field. I think with Li Bai's character, he is not even in front of his old friends.
When you speak, you will tell half a lie to cater to others. Live truly forever,
This insistence is respectable, and it also makes us suffer losses and wear fakes for the benefit and livelihood.
Many modern people who live in masks feel deeply guilty.
It is true that drinking is free and easy, and people can get relaxation and happiness from it, but read Li
In White's Near Wine, what we read between the lines of this poem is more frustration.
Loneliness, inner contradictions and worries. "Oh, it's really" pride "to let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go.
have you finished? Why "have fun"? Because happiness is temporary, behind "pride"
But very depressed. I hope I will never wake up when I am drunk. Why "never wake up"? Because reality makes
He was deeply disappointed, and was only regarded by the emperor as a scholar of imperial use, full of ambition.
Show. However, time flies, "into the ocean, never to return", the pace of time has not.
Stay; Life is easy to get old. "Although it is still black in the morning, it becomes snow at night", and heroes will get old. Ke Li Bai Bi
It turned out to be a proud man, a man of backbone, who didn't want to, and wouldn't because of all the ups and downs.
Decadent, but sad, but don't want to show their melancholy in front of anyone, so poetry.
And wine became the best medium for him to talk about the lump in his chest.
Reading "Near Wine" reveals deep loneliness and yearning for bosom friends. "Ancient times.
Sage is lonely ",the author should consider himself a sage, so he will be lonely, this.
Maybe there will be some comfort. "Prince Chen gave a banquet in the Supreme Hall", written by Cao Zhi and author Wang Chen.
There are many similarities, both of them are brilliant, honest and kind, and both of them are politically frustrated. Positive reasons
Because few people really understand the author's inner world in real life, even if they drink with him.
Perhaps the same is true of Master Cen Can and Dan Qiusheng, so only by thinking about the ancients can we find them.
To * * * sound, looking for spiritual comfort.
7. An inspiring composition about a poem. Poetry grows with me.
—— Wang Juexi, a student of Xi 'an Middle School
To me, this is a beautiful word. I know it from "The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light"-"Poetry". The picture of reading "Three Hundred Tang Poems" on that moonlit night is still fresh in my mind. ...
When I was a child, I liked poetry. To be exact, I liked reciting poetry. Whenever a poem blurts out, I can always hear compliments from adults. Seeing the envious eyes of the children, I am full of gratitude to Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Changling. Even if I don't understand, I love poetry-the pure pride of a child, and poetry once brought me honor. From Tagore, it was not necessary to be so neat to understand that it was not just the Tang Dynasty.
"As long as there is a kind of persistence,
Apart from the coast's fascination with the ocean-
Around the sea in the same posture. "
I was deeply impressed by his exquisite design, and moved by your persistence and silence. So I began to understand Shakespeare, Schiller, Pushkin, try to read Ode to Joy and Captain, try to discover beauty, learn ideas, feel and grow ... Schiller's Ode to Joy can make you depressed for a long time and cheap bread. Because of growing up, poetry has brought me no longer pride and honor, but insight into everything and an increasingly rich heart. In fact, I don't know whether growing up made me understand poetry or because of poetry, I grew up. ...
The charm of poetry taught me to appreciate, the artistic conception of poetry taught me to daydream, the meaning of poetry taught me to be profound, and the eternity of poetry taught me to care ... He just didn't teach me to create, just because it was a "virgin land" in my heart and could not be defiled. Until I read biographies of celebrities, Picasso loved to write poems, but his words were not accepted. People's evaluation is: draw your picture! Michelangelo's poems are even more puzzling because he worked under the yoke of the Pope all his life. However, they never give up poetry creation because of their love, because it is the release of the soul. A letter is sent to life, to your own hands. After discovering that poetry is also a kind of leisure art rather than a poet's privilege, I began to try to create and didn't mind criticism. In this process, I gained the most profound experience: "That is the note of the sky". The real poem is not the first snow, but the spirit in the sky. Therefore, it is no longer just a flat piece of paper, a carrier of beauty, and a casual art, it is no longer abstract, because it is three-dimensional, colorful, still beautiful and mysterious.
It turns out that life itself is an endless poem. ...
8. Enlightenment from a poem in Tang and Song Dynasties. In a writer's life, there are successes, failures, happiness, sadness, parting and reunion ... The setbacks he has experienced are also tortuous and philosophical. Do you realize that? As the saying goes, "the biggest enemy is yourself." So in your life experience, have you also defeated your biggest enemy-yourself?
I have been a quiet girl since I was a child. I never want to associate with others, and my attention to others is also silent. So I grew up in a lonely environment and made friends with flowers and plants every day. I have no companions to share when I am happy, and no friends to share when I am miserable. Seeing others playing together, I began to envy, so I imagined changing myself and boldly said that I worked hard in the face of my classmates.
This may not be a big deal, but at least it changed me, made me have friends, and at the same time defeated myself and made me happy.
From the moment we were born, we were destined to grow up under the care of our parents. Parents' love was revealed in every detail, but I never really experienced it.
Until one time, there was an unfortunate news from afar-grandma died, which was undoubtedly not a heavy blow to my mother. That night, my mother decided to go to my grandmother's house and watched her pack anxiously. I didn't say anything, tears swirled in my eyes and I couldn't bear to leave my mother. Lying in bed, I dare not close my eyes. I'm afraid I'll wake up without my mother. Time passed quickly, and at dawn, my mother was ready to leave. I suppress myself and must not cry. When my mother left, I couldn't help chasing her out, but it was too late.
Since then, I have lived in my thoughts every day, watching the white clouds floating in the sky, and I really want to drive it to find my mother. Looking at the stars at night seems to tell me, "You are really worthless. Didn't my mother go to my grandmother's house?" It's not like you're not coming back. Be happy and don't be depressed. I changed my mind the next day. I want to be optimistic. I will study hard every day. I hope I can still see the successful me after my mother comes back, but I still count the dates day by day, hoping that day will come soon. After half a month, my mother finally came back. At that moment, I really realized that my mother's nagging is caring and her words are warm.
9. The 450-word composition of "The Enlightenment of Poetry" is young and vigorous, and the boss is sad. "-if you don't work hard as a teenager, you will regret it when you grow up. Although this sentence is an ordinary poem, even the first-grade children can recite and understand it, but it always inspires me to fly to the lofty and broad hall of knowledge.
I remember when I was in the first grade, I was very careless. Among the students with uneven academic performance, I was worse. When I come home from school, my parents always urge me to review carefully and consolidate pinyin. Seeing that my friends are having a good time, but I am thirsty to review, I really envy them! At this moment, a bad idea came to my mind: cover your ears and steal the clock.
I told my parents that I had finished reviewing Pinyin. I put away my pinyin cards neatly, and suddenly a gust of wind blew away my Chinese literacy textbook. Ten bright red words "If a teenager doesn't work hard, the boss will be sad" jumped into my eyes. Suddenly, a picture appeared in my mind, an old beggar with a foul smell and rags begging from passers-by with a broken bowl. Will I be like this in the future? Thinking, thinking, I opened a card that smiled at me. For a time, I was obsessed with online games. Don't listen carefully in class, do little tricks, don't take the initiative to speak, and do homework at night. When my parents learned about it, they severely criticized me.
Inadvertently turned to the paper of Grade One, and saw ten crooked words, "Young people don't work hard, but old people are sad". I thought about my vision for the future at that time, and then I thought about myself now, which really failed me. From then on, I studied hard every day, spoke actively in class, and was once the first in my class.
"Young people don't work hard, but old people are sad" inspired me to fly to a lofty and broad knowledge hall.