I don't have much memory of growing up. I just feel grown up now. I am growing every minute. I solved a difficult problem. I know an ancient poem by heart. I think I have grown up. I also wrote a sentence. I am growing up. In my eyes, growth is so simple, but also mixed with happiness, which brings me enrichment. I am a calligraphy student. Besides studying, I spend more time in the calligraphy classroom. It's not very big or luxurious. But it is warm and belongs to our own art palace.
Perhaps calligraphy has been lost in people's lives for a long time, and writing brushes are becoming more and more scarce. I don't know if you saw the news. As early as 20 years ago, calligraphy was strongly advocated, and calligraphy specialty also joined the ranks of the college entrance examination. The news greatly encouraged me. Finally, someone can recognize us, and more people will study with us, support us and regain the traditional culture of China.
Famous calligraphers such as Wang Xizhi, Liu Zongquan and Yan Zhenqing in ancient times have become examples for us to learn from. Their handwriting is really superb and radiant. It's very confusing. Everyone has his own characteristics and it's more troublesome to write, but through the careful guidance of the teacher, we soon became familiar with the skills. And practice a lot, and gradually write the fun.
Don't think that writing brush characters is as simple as writing Chinese characters. It's not that easy. Don't forget the ancient Wang Xizhi, who washed all the water in an inkstone pool to achieve today's achievements.
At first, you should start with how to hold the pen and sit. As far as I know, when holding a brush, you only need the strength of three fingers to pick it up vertically. Never hold it like a pencil. It is wrong to hold it like that. When sitting, keep your back up and your eyes one foot away from the table. You can't write on the table because the words written in that way will be distorted. These are the most basic contents of learning calligraphy. Sitting posture and holding the pen correctly make writing naturally not difficult.
Calligraphy fonts can be roughly divided into regular script, official script, running script and cursive script. The strokes of writing should be not only like glyphs, but also expressive. For example, in Yan Zhenqing's regular script, the characters are heavier, and the characters are thin and thick, mostly round pens, which look beautiful and mixed with domineering. His running script is rich and vigorous, which embodies the prosperous style of the Tang Dynasty empire and is a typical example of the perfect combination of calligraphy beauty and personality beauty. Liu Zongquan's words are more open. Don't think his handwriting is easy to write just by looking at simple words. In fact, the simpler the word, the harder it is to write and the more points it contains.
Calligraphy is the national quintessence and cultural treasure of China. As the traditional culture of China, we should carry forward and inherit it. Practicing calligraphy is helpful to delight body and mind, cultivate temperament, deepen the understanding of China traditional culture, cultivate endurance and improve aesthetic ability. As a calligraphy special student, I hope to get more people's support, and I also hope that more students and teachers can join us to learn and understand calligraphy with us.
Calligraphy is the art of lines, just as music is the art of melody and photography is the art of light. In China, calligraphy is an art to express the beauty of lines by writing Chinese characters. I think this is my growth and a part of my life. My growth is wonderful because of calligraphy!
2. High school narrative 800 words out of the composition.
There are always some hard things and some soft things in people's hearts. How to treat them will be related to whether we can create a harmonious self. "Maybe everyone is a dual personality, lively and sentimental, gentle and stubborn.
A person's heart needs hardness. In this law of the jungle era, it is difficult for Lin Daiyu with various customs to survive. An efficient person like Xue Baochai can be independent. In this rapidly developing society, the pressure of competition is constant, and you are not strong or fragile. You need to digest yourself slowly if you are wronged, do not adapt to the new environment and work is not smooth. No one will spoil you and take care of you outside. If you are not strong at this time and don't let yourself become hard, then you will only be eliminated. Even if you are eliminated, no one will give you half pity and half sympathy. In this society, you can only rely on yourself. Life and competition in cities have far exceeded the limits that people can bear. A particularly popular sentence recently. No one cares about the bitterness and innocence behind you, and no one cares about your inner struggle and helplessness. In this case, who are you weak and vulnerable to? Do you cry together? Oh, the problem of hunger is easy to solve. Of course not. It is precisely because of these strong people that this society can develop rapidly.
However, if a person is strong for a long time, it seems that life will gradually evolve into a mechanized and mechanical way of going to work, taking the bus and subway, going home from work, eating and sleeping. Everything is plain, plain, almost crazy. At this time, will you be moved to tears when you hear a good song? Will you still cry or laugh about the fate of the hero in the movie? On the way to work, will you unconsciously show a gratified and loving smile when you see lively primary school students skipping to school hand in hand? If you can, it means that your heart is still tender, and your life has not been completely covered up by this so-called city rule. Because of gentleness, I will be moved by a cat, stop for a bird, and occasionally enjoy the romance of life after a difficult and complicated life, so that everything will not be just boring, and I will find that there are fairy tales in this world.
Everyone wants to live a good, happy, carefree and simple life. It doesn't matter whether you are gentle or stubborn. When you are alone, listen to some music to pass the time, and the melodious melody slowly surrounds you, putting your whole body and mind into the world of feeling and experiencing music. Feel your own world quietly, and shout with the big guys when you get together with friends, as if life is such a crazy toss and turn, and enjoy it.
Listening to a friend say a word, sometimes a word can make us burst into tears, and sometimes we find ourselves walking a long way with our teeth clenched.
Tears streamed down my face because I was still gentle inside, and I walked a long way with gritting my teeth because I was still stubborn. We are gentle and stubborn about the distant and unknown life after this.
3. High school narrative 800 words perfect composition.
The light and shadow are misty, and the setting sun reddens half the sky. The chrysanthemums on the windowsill are in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers is accompanied by book fragrance, exquisite and graceful, which permeates the whole bedroom. The more impatient I am, the more I feel that the days pass too slowly. Every time I am bored, I always turn the bookcase inside out. Books collected by my grandfather for many years are scattered all over the floor. I took out one at random and solemnly read in front of my grandfather: "There are no women in the sunset." Grandpa paused for a moment, then smiled, hugged me to the cane chair and taught me to read word by word: "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." Grandpa's voice is not loud, but reading poetry is very charming. I followed my grandfather's example and shook my head to read. That book is very old. Every page has notes written by grandpa with a pen, and the end of the words has faded.
This book is very old, but it is full of fragrance.
Grandfather found a dictionary and turned it over in front of an old book. When my grandfather held me in front of him again, the books were densely marked with Pinyin. Grandpa can't read pinyin. With pinyin, those strange words suddenly became bosom friends. "Going to the mountains outside the sunset, who can avoid the lingering feelings of ancient and modern times?" "A round of setting sun spreads in the water, half river, half river red." "We talked about what happened in the tide until the bell rang in the evening." With the appearance of the word "out of the paper", a large number of books emerged in Ran Ran. At dusk, light and shadow are sprinkled on the picture scroll, and the eyes flow with grandpa's fingers. Wherever I look, that's where the book opens.
The book fragrance drifted with the wind, from the old yard to the present windowsill. Grandpa can't see clearly. At this time, I was holding the book of that year and reading it to my grandfather: "Wandering across the river, drifting and not treating each other. Spring has let me go, but my hair has withered in autumn. At this time, I can understand grandpa's annotation without pinyin: this wandering water and streamer tear life to pieces day after day ... every time I read a sentence, there is still a wisp of book fragrance rising. I'm still reading the poem and grandpa's commentary, but I hear a weak voice. Looking back, my grandfather has fallen asleep on the windowsill, just like me.
Sunset often symbolizes a person's old age, and grandpa is already a sunset person. Youth is absent, and the change at that moment when light and shadow are sinking in the west cannot be avoided! Grandfather realized this as early as when he was young. "The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red."
Come to my senses, I looked at my grandfather carefully Although I have fallen asleep, I still smile. No wonder it is said that "the book is intoxicating". I still have a book, reading the old days, and my mind is full of books.
You turn into a breeze and accompany me for the rest of my life.
4. High school narrative 800 words perfect composition.
The courtyard is deep, with fragrant flowers, cinnamon twigs, two or three flowers and a smoked lamp. Uncle's yard carries too many stories. My book journey began here.
My uncle is a man of culture, and there are many books at home. As long as I can remember, I was attracted by the books on the shelves at home, holding my grandfather's hand and letting him take this and that. Actually, I was illiterate at that time. My uncle and grandfather chose a book called Grimm's Fairy Tales for me, washed some fruits and led me to study in the yard. He took a newspaper and sat reading it. This should be the first book I read. A tender heart wandered freely in the sea of books. Do you even think that grandpa and uncle's yard used to be the residence of Snow White and the seven dwarfs?
From then on, I often pestered my father to take me to my uncle's house. That bookshelf seems to have magic, always calling me. My uncle and grandfather often accompany me to study in the small yard. Under his guidance, my world is full of books.
When I was a few years older, my reading taste began to change, and I loved to pursue sensory stimulation. The book The Old Man and the Sea left a lingering impression in my mind. I seem to swim in the boundless blue sea with the old man Santiago. In the sun, the sea glowed with golden light, so bright and shining like a little star at night. Look, there is a crimson fish jumping outside, and there are a group of fish here. Feel fresh and interesting. At the same time, I faced fierce sharks with him. They opened their mouths and their sharp teeth shone cold, so I couldn't help hiding behind the old man. The old man's harpoon was bitten off, so he took out his knife decisively and bravely, and the blade shone silver in the moonlight. I sweated for the old man, but he finally defeated the shark and secretly applauded him.
I like these exciting and heart-wrenching scenes, and I admire the stubbornness of the old man who dares to challenge his fate. I feel very excited every time I read it. Sometimes I will move a small stool and sit by the pond next to my uncle's house and read a book, wondering if there will be fierce sharks in it. My uncle and grandfather were amused by my strange idea and laughed at me for being a reading fan, but I enjoyed this stupidity.
With the growth of age, there are more and more books on my uncle's bookshelf. I know that grandpa prepared it for my growth. After losing a little tenderness of childhood, I began to have the delicacy that a girl's family should have, stopped pursuing excitement as before, began to like prose, and had the patience to read long books. The first one is A Dream of Red Mansions. I have seen the story of Daiyu's burial of flowers countless times. Every time my eyes are wet, I seem to see a stunning beauty walking slowly forward in tulle. Pick up the petals later and bury the fallen flowers in the ground. She is so clever, how can she not know that she has nothing to do with Baoyu? She must feel like a knife. I often hear the phrase "if you don't mourn for me, I don't know when it will fall." Indeed, Daiyu could not see Baoyu again on her deathbed.
I sat alone in the yard, watching the ground turn red, and I didn't feel sad. Grandpa's yard and bookshelves are the places where I stop most. Grandpa knows that I will always prepare fruit snacks. He said that I would rather grow old with him than grow up with these books. Suddenly, I saw my uncle's hair was gray and his pace was no longer agile. Thinking that grandpa is old, one day he will "go to the empty nest and cry."
There are many books on the shelf that I haven't finished reading, neatly. I know I'm far from the word "erudite". Maybe one day I will travel far away, but no matter how far I go, I can't get out of the book my uncle brought me on the bookshelf. I will go all the way with my grandfather's love and yard complex full of books, make friends with books and accompany them forever.
May my world be full of books forever.
5. High school narrative 800 words perfect composition.
Memory is the greatest poem. When you recall the vivid scenes of happiness in the past, but when you touch the scabbed wound, it is a severe pain. That day, I hugged my father tightly as if I didn't want him to leave for a moment. I hugged him tightly, as if my father would leave me the next second. ...
It was the day when my father and I went shopping together. It was a very happy thing. When I went, the weather was fine and the wind was blowing slightly. My father and I walked in the cool autumn wind.
We went into the supermarket and bought a lot of things, but it was "crying" and it rained in Mao Mao. Although the rain is not too heavy now, it will rain heavily soon. Sure enough, the rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger.
I wear very little, and I can't stand the sudden bad weather. My father rode an electric car and looked at me shivering with cold without looking back. I didn't say anything, because my father is an eccentric man. Since I was born, my father has never given me any care and love. However, I didn't expect that this time, since my father stopped the car, he took off his heavy leather coat and put it on.
Holding me tightly against the wind, riding a bicycle, protecting my father, trying to pass on my body temperature to him. I hugged my father as if the next moment, the next second, he would leave me. I, a girl who didn't understand the true meaning of fatherly love until 1 1 years old, what impressed me most is.
Everyone says, "Father loves mountains, and maternal love is like water." Today, I finally understand the meaning of this sentence. This sentence is correct. Father's love is deep, as deep as a mountain. Fatherly love-an ordinary and very rare word, I was attracted by this word. Fatherly love is not as gentle and kind as maternal love. I love my dad, and I love my dad.
One Saturday night, a 1 1 year-old girl hugged her father silently, silently ... ...
Silent ... Father likes silence. ...