Yesterday's moon
I like reading Zhang Ailing's articles, and I like reading the moon written by her best. As far as I know, her sensitivity and intellectual beauty are unparalleled. The moon she wrote is alive, static and moving, crying and laughing, with its own ups and downs and joys and sorrows. "Thirty years ago, in Shanghai, there was a night with the moon ... 30 years ago, we may not have caught up with the moon. Young man. Like a teardrop on Yunxuan stationery, it is old and fuzzy. "In Zhang Ailing's The Golden Lock, she tells a sad story with the moon as the introduction: for money, Cao, a healthy and pungent girl in sesame oil shop, married the Chiang family and married a man who can't be called a" person ". She cursed her greedy brother, but of course she did it for herself. "... finally nibbled at the edge of gold, and she had already become a pervert, unable to see anyone's happiness, even her own children. She makes her own money and pulls everyone who can. In this article alone, there are as many as six words about the moon: "in the pane, the moon comes out of the clouds, and the sky is gray and black, dotted and vague." Looking out through the glass window, there is a moon in the hazy dark clouds, one black and one white, like a dramatic and ferocious face. Little by little, the moon slowly emerged from the clouds, and there was a light under the clouds, which was the eyes under the mask. \"; Outside the window, it is still the creepy abnormal moon, and a burning small white sun is in the dark sky. "There will be no shadow of two of a kind under the nose, except for the ridicule of * * *, which is a vicious accusation. This is the moon seen on the empty wedding bed when Chang 'an's daughter-in-law who had never enjoyed the happiness of her wedding lay dying.
In Zhang Ailing's other articles, we can also see the description of the moon. In the first fragrance of agarwood crumbs, she wrote: "It was already dark and the moon came up. It is yellow, like a piece of jade satin. When embroidering, I bounced off a little incense ash and burned a small piece. " Wei Long, a female student, stayed in Hong Kong in troubled times and fell in love with Georgie, who was irresponsible for love. Knowing that she is just a victim of exchange-attracting men for her aunt who has no affection and earning money for her husband who has no love, she still enjoys it. There is no long-term stability, only fleeting youth. In "Love in a Fallen City", she wrote, "The moon in tears is big and fuzzy, silver, with a green light on its edge"; "The slender moon at the end of October is just a white hook, like frost on a glass window. "At the end of her essay Whispering," I wrote here, and my back was a little cold, so I closed the glass door and saw the yellow moon in Mao Mao on the balcony. "In I See Su Qing," after she left, I was alone on the balcony at dusk.
Beautiful, lonely, cold, desolate, unique and homeless, this is the moon of Zhang Ailing.
The second article
The moon at that time
In the 1970s, millions of young people left their relatives and hometown under the tide of "repairing the soil"-this was a far-fetched departure from their hometown; In the 1980s, the enthusiasm for reform and opening up, the enthusiasm for starting a business and the dream of studying abroad led people to leave their hometown-this was a dream-seeking departure; In the 1990s, the industrialization reform in rural areas freed more farmers from the bondage of land and flocked to cities in large numbers, becoming a "sea of migrant workers" in the center of cities-a "gold rush". 2 1 century, people wandered between cities, and there was no difference between hometown and foreign land.
The moon is not over our heads now.
Stare at the sky, don't have a mood.
When I was a child, when did the moon look at each other while enjoying the cool air every night fade out of our sight and children's lives?
Apart from the often sentimental compositions of poets and students, we almost forgot the existence of the moon, which comforted and entrusted our ancestors with endless feelings. It seems that it is no longer the need of our heads or just the poor times or lonely feelings, so we seldom or are too lazy to look up at the night sky.
The field of vision seems to be solidified by dazzling lights and various benefits under the eyelids; Is it easy for our minds to become tired, old, narrow-minded and indifferent? Our life changes, the pace of life, the pursuit of goals, and even the way of venting seem to have banished Gu Yue to the desolate wilderness. The moon no longer looks at us, and we no longer need her lonely love?
Fortunately, the ordinary and complicated days in our lives are essentially the same.
But there are always a few moments when we suddenly feel a little mysterious and special. There are always days invented by some clever ancestors, such as Spring Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival. Although they have become far away, they will not make us care as much as before. After all, they will still change the ancient desires hidden in our hearts. Let's subconsciously "look up, I find it is moonlight, and then sink, I suddenly think of home", which thoughtfully reminds us that there are many ordinary but eternal and beautiful things like the bright moon, which are the roots of soul and life.
This is never the fault of life, whether it is seeking a job, making profits or studying, it is also the basic factor of our life, so we never need to regret it. The problem is that the fundamental point of all this is our unconscious and vague ordinary but eternal concepts such as home, affection, love and friendship!
And the moon, which is with human beings, can't leave us all the time. The moon with the best feelings of human beings will still light up the infinite century of human beings. What we have forgotten or lost, let's find it ourselves. When we are busy chasing or bored, we should look up as much as possible, sit quietly, sort out our feelings and understand the orientation of school life. Please go back to our indispensable "moon".
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Write a poem about autumn and a poem about the moon, each of which is about 200 words.
It's autumn again. One, two, three ... The fallen leaves float down, enter the water with the wind, and then sway with the waves. Yellow covers the colors of spring and summer, and a faint sadness pervades. Reach out and touch the autumn wind. The wind blows across my cheeks, accompanied by fallen leaves hitting my hands, and there is a faint sadness when I look at the fallen leaves. Thoughts are flying, and these fallen leaves turn into poets' poems, and they are interpreting the poet's autumn in a trance.
Here we are. This leaf says, "I came here from three thousand miles away. Now with the sadness of autumn, with my sorrow of a hundred years, I climbed this height alone. " Du Fu's autumn is a season of worrying about the country and the people. I seem to see an old man who can't cope with the bleak late autumn, sad, hesitant and haggard, leaving his hometown in Wan Li, lonely and sad ... There are endless worries like fallen leaves and endless loneliness and resentment like rivers in the poem. Think about life, think about life. Du Fu is the messenger of autumn and sentimentality.
Here comes another leaf, which says, "In the first half of autumn, Mount Emei falls into Pingqiang water". Li Bai's autumn is a sunny season. The bright moon and the great river are still beautiful in Li Taibai's eyes. Looking around, the blue sky is like washing, the green hills spit the moon, the moon is only "semi-circle", and Chengjiang seems to be practicing. The moon reflected into the river and flowed away with it. The scenery in autumn is full of love, and what autumn brings to Li Bai is the deep affection of nature.
The leaves are really beautiful this time. Isn't this Li Qingzhao's? Clearly written "The West Wing is full of moons", "The west wind blinds people are thinner than the yellow flowers" and "This time, what a sad sentence" are all created in autumn scenery. Her worries about her heart and the scenery are perfectly combined. Looking back at the autumn of Li Qingzhao, with the arrival of yellow leaves falling, the bleak autumn wind, sunset and drizzle of the phoenix tree have all paved a sad and blurred picture, which has become the color that adorns Li Qingzhao's life.
Which leaf is mine? In autumn, I don't have the talents of Du Fu, Li Bai and Li Qingzhao, and I don't have their troubles. So, let me stay quietly in the autumn window and experience the lovesickness in autumn.
moon
If you look through the poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, you will find that there are many poets in Tang and Song Dynasties, and almost all of them don't write about the moon. The moon became the carrier of the poet worldly desires-anger, sorrow, fear, love and evil desire. In the poet's pen, the moon is a mirror, a jade plate, a gold hook, a person who can cry, laugh and walk. It seems that the poet is the makeup artist and beautician of the moon, and the moon is the image house and theme library of the poet. For example, nearly one-third of Li Bai's poems involve the moon. His homesickness poem "shines so brightly at the foot of my bed"; Enjoy "until, raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring me my shadow, let us three"; The immortal "Blue Mountain at dusk, moonlight is my way home" and so on are all related to the moon. The moon gave full play to Li Bai's talent that day. Among the homesick poems, Qian Qi's "Returning to the Wild Goose" is cleverly conceived, and there are "twenty-five strings playing jathyapple, complaining and flying away?" Sentence. Mutu's homesick poem "Boarding" includes the last four sentences: "I woke up from a hazy dream at dawn, and I read the news from my hometown one year later. I remember that the moon is like smoke on the river, and a fishing boat is parked there, at my door. " It's very touching to read. In "Spring Festival Evening", Cui Tu speaks his mind straight, without a word of homesickness, but it is vividly on the paper. Among them, "Wan Li in a dream butterfly, azaleas in the third night of the month" has become a famous sentence that has been told by the world. Wu Wenying, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, lived in cloth clothes all his life. He was afraid of homesickness. In Tang Duoling, he wrote a shocking sentence: "If there is a bright moon, you are afraid to go upstairs".
A Brief Comment on Moon Appreciation Poetry, about 300 words, jathyapple on August 15th by Tang Du Fu.
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
("Full Tang Poetry")
This is the poet's work of avoiding chaos and entering Sichuan. In the first two poems, the feeling of watching the moon is aroused, and the moon on August 15, which symbolizes reunion, is used as a contrast of his wandering worries in a foreign land; After the poem, the two couplets depict the Mid-Autumn Night, and the words such as "seeing feathers" and "counting autumn flowers" are fantastic and romantic, which is unique in Lao Du's poems.
Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon on the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
This poem, when written in Jiangzhou, shows the emotion that extremes meet opposites, and makes a transformation of emptiness in the transformation of time, revealing the transformation of feelings in the transformation of time and space. In contrast, it reveals the sadness in exile.
Don Pi Rixiu's Guizi on the 15th night of August in Tianzhu Temple.
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
("Full Tang Poetry")
Pi Rixiu (about 833-? ), the word escape less, Xiangyang people. Poetry is as famous as Lu Guimeng's, and there is also a book called "The Book of Approval". This poem describes sweet-scented osmanthus, which falls on the mountain as pure as jade and is more crystal clear in the moonlight. Picking up flowers with dew is more nourishing, and I want to be the Chang 'e scattered all over the earth. The whole poem is full of falsehood, ethereal and meaningful, with the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, it shows the full love of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is wonderful to see the big from the small.
Fei's Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
(Song Dynasty Paper Money)
Mi Fei (1051-1107) was born in Xiangyang. Guan Bu is far away. He can write poems, especially calligraphy, which was well known in the Song Dynasty. This poem quotes two folklores. First, it is said that the propagation of pearls is related to the profit and loss of the moon. When the moon is full, mussels are pregnant with pearls; 2. Folk custom month consists of seven treasures, which are often practiced by 82,000 households in the world. In this way, the legendary moon-missing adds a mythical color to the Mid-Autumn Moon, making it more charming.
Mid-Autumn Festival
(Tang) Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent; A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him; If you plan to join hands, wait for the Milky Way to be completely clear.
Play with the moon on August 15th.
(Tang) Liu Yuxi
Tonight the sky will wash the world again. Go to Qiu Lai in summer.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright. What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.
Prelude to Water Melody
(Song) Su Dongpo
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happy drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Festival moon
(Song) Su Shi
The night clouds are full of cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. This night is not long. Where to see the bright moon next year?
Taichangyin
(Song) Xin Qiji
A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground. Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!
Take the wind, go up to Wan Li and look down at the mountains and rivers. Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.
Taiwan Province folk songs:
Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival Tourism
Look at the geese in a lonely shadow, and miss the mink in a thousand miles; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.
My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea.
Homesickness on a moonlit night
The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet; Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.
suffer
In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the center of the sky and there is silence; Sleepy eyes,
As if in a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart;
Suffering is like burning the heart of a king.
Drink with the moon
(Li Bai)
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Thoughts in the dead of night
(Li Bai)
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Chang'e
(Li Shangyin)
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
August 15th, jathyapple.
(Tang Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Watch the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th.
(Don Bai Juyi)
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Mid-autumn night
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the lights are brilliant, and every household is busy enjoying the moon. Put fruit cakes and burn incense. Let's go to Yue Bai.
Divide persimmons, cut egg yolks, and watch the moon fall asleep. Take a rocket, visit the Moon Palace and see Chang 'e and WU GANG.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass. -Guan Shanyue of Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already? I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! -Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Philip Burkart"
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in. -Meng Haoran, "I am pregnant under the autumn night moon"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon in the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely. -Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know what year it is in the imperial palace in the sky ... people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine, which is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi's Water Tune
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back. The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the more grass is exposed. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old. Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation and Ziyou Tour
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? -Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"
Go to the West Building before it's too late for Yun Zheyue. But when you call it, Yu Di will break with a loud blow ... If you make a long circle so late, human feelings may not depend on your acceptance. -Xin Qiji's "Man Jiang Hong"
When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon. -Wen Tianxiang's "Returning to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival"
Boats are moored at dusk in the west of the city, and the long bridge looks at the full moon. Gradually, I walked to the distant smoke grass, and suddenly I fell in front of the eaves next to Gaoting. -Xu Wei's Fifteen Nights in Jianning
It's a long journey in Qiu Guang, and it has the fragrance of orchids and laurels. The moon is bright and full, people are thousands of miles away, and the wind is urgent and the sails are light. -Take a boat for the Mid-Autumn Festival in Zhang Huangyan.
Is that enough?
To describe the stars, there should be a little moon. Every night, about 350 to 400 words, the beautiful starry sky will appear in front of me on time. One, two ... more and more, more and more clear. They blink like countless eyes, as if they are conveying something to each other, so happy and so mysterious. Children are fascinated by the beautiful starry sky. They always count how many planets there are. In the end, they always count more and more, which is dazzling.
In the beautiful starry sky, there are countless planets, only one moon. The moon hangs in the sky like a picture. She is like a big sister who leads a star to play games. Sometimes she hides her face so that no one can see it. Sometimes it becomes a hook, like a boat fluttering in the sea of stars; Sometimes, like a big gold medal in the garden, it shines slightly. I seem to see someone on the moon spreading good wishes to the earth. ...
I like watching the beautiful starry sky best, especially with my mother and grandmother. My mother often points to the starry sky and tells me that it is the North Star, and she can tell the direction at night. That star is Venus, also called Venus. It is cold with mountains and atmosphere. She is a good sister of the earth. Grandma's insight told me about the white and bright Tianhe, and pointed out that Altair is Vega. They used to be husband and wife, but later they were separated by the heavenly queen, and they were only allowed to meet once a year on the seventh day of July. These scientific and legendary stories are really attractive. I really want to grow wings and fly near the stars to see if the stories told by my mother and grandmother are true or not. The beautiful starry sky is boundless, so wide, like undulating starfish, like fish in the sea, alive and kicking, so cheerful. When I look at the starry sky, my mind seems to be gradually expanding, and my imagination in my mind is infinitely expanding; Are there mountains and water on the stars? Can it give off light and heat? There is someone on that star! Are the children there like us? ……
However, the beautiful starry sky is sometimes unhappy that she is hiding behind thick clouds. At this time, there will be two drops of Mao Mao rain in the sky, and a few white snowflakes will fall, wetting the earth and decorating the mountains and rivers, but soon she will show a lovely smiling face. Ah, starry sky, you have endless mysteries in the starry sky. It seems to be a very thick book, which I will never finish reading and can't understand.
I love this beautiful starry sky, and I love this magical nature!
Prose about the moon? 1200 words or so = =! A woman under the moon
The clear sky in the distance is shrouded in a cool night.
Stars are dotted on black velvet to make fireworks.
The silver light overflowed the jade plate, so the world was full of light.
Leng Yue has no intention of watching the ups and downs of the world of mortals, the clouds are half-hidden, and the night breeze blows gently; In the cold moonlight, slim women gradually approached from the cold moonlight, as if from eternal ancient times to the present …
Listen, Hu Zan's voice, with blood and tears, is sighing in the desert sand. "It's meaningful to gather your eyebrows and caress the moon." Looking at Beijing from afar, there are her boudoir, her poems and her dresses ... Fragments of memory are floating on the moonlight river. In the touching Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia, the homeland and the youngest son finally fell into a dilemma, and the moon that night was a sad choice.
Handwriting gallery, the courtyard is silent, only she lingers, "the dew is cold, the moon is empty." There is a girl's first and deepest love in eternal love. In the whispers of autumn insects, she is not Zhao Rong. She is far from power and desire. She is just Wan'er, a simple girl who has been away from home for a long time. The moon that night was gentle and melancholy.
The golden plate tapped, the song and dance began, and there was a weak boneless wrist in the roaring colorful sleeve. Some people say that being single is like a flower, and the cloud is the center. However, there is a woman who "flowers are not enough to imitate her color and her heart is beyond her capacity", dancing in the moonlight, just like a fallen fairy, crossing the Millennium just to pursue a Bodhi marriage. "Every night, the moon shines on the bottom of the flower tree, and Chi Pan has a song." The moon was warm and happy that night.
A song "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix" was sung to a full house, and it was even more drunk after the curtain. She knew that this song was sung for her alone, and this ordinary snowy night was destined to be different because of this earth-shattering encounter. So she ran away and ran to a love that was sung through the ages. That night, the moon, like a snickering mouth, could not help overflowing with honey.
And the woman who was photographed by Qing Yue. As a teenager, she was romantic, and the moon moved back. In middle age, she was lonely, as if she had been immersed in the moonlight all her life. However, the milky way flows, thinking of my own happiness, I am almost condensed into a statue by moonlight. There should be no moon that night, because it was stolen by fleeting time; If there is a moon, the moon that night is full of waiting.
Those women under the moon are charming, gentle and shy. They miss, feel sad and sad. They put loneliness in exquisite clothes, turn sadness into hair dancing with the wind, and condense tears into stars in their eyes. The moon condensed Guanghua into their temperament, and they laughed and cried, gentle and shallow, like the bright moon shining among flowers and deep pools.
When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.
With Chang 'e gone, what's the difference between heaven and earth?
The abbreviation of "Footprints on the Moon" is about 600 words, not less than 600 words 1969. 16 On the morning of July, the rocket pushed Apollo 1 1 spacecraft into space. The first stage rocket fell off 2 minutes and 42 seconds after launch, and the rocket continued to rise. After the rocket was launched, the third stage rocket engine began to work. The astronaut fell asleep. 19 at 8: 33 pm, the spacecraft flew over the neutral point of gravity between the moon and the earth. 19 at 9: 32 pm, the ground called and the spacecraft slowed down to prepare for landing on the moon. At 7: 32 am on the 20th, two astronauts changed to the lunar module and landed on the moon at 5 am on February/KLOC-0. At 1 1: 39 in the morning, the door of the lunar module was opened. 1: 5 1: 20, Armstrong went down the stairs and landed on the moon. At 0: 00 on the 22nd, the astronauts were awakened and the lunar module took off from the moon at 6: 35 in the morning.
"I am troubled-"is about 400 words urgent! Ok, extra points! I'm worried about my grades
The pace of growth has arrived, and the troubles of growth have followed. It makes people unhappy all day. "How can you be so careless? English capital letters are written in lowercase letters; Mathematics either forgets to add decimal points or it is difficult to turn around; So is Chinese. What should not be wrong is always wrong. ..... the results have not improved! " Since the first day of junior high school, this kind of words has often been lingering in the funeral March. Sometimes it is my parents' criticism, sometimes it is my self-training, and sometimes it is my sister's sarcasm. I also want to improve my grades, but I can't be satisfied. Either this subject fails or that subject fails. These are all unexpected. Who doesn't want to do well in the exam, but everyone has different abilities and different efforts, so the "fruit" of harvest is also dry and full. So I can only say, "Try your best!" Yes Life is only wonderful when there is competition-this is my comfort. But despite this, there are still many troubles bothering me: as a student, I told myself that my grades should not be too bad; As a daughter, I told myself not to let my parents down; As a sister, I told myself to set a good example for my sister ... so my troubles are increasing day by day. On the other hand, if good grades are so easy for me to get, wouldn't it greatly lose its meaning and people's desire to have it? Think about it this way, the trouble will definitely be reduced a lot. However, another view has formed in my mind-although the above words have some truth, they are too naive, just like saying that you will be sour if you can't eat grapes. Without hard work, good grades will not be delivered to your door. Therefore, troubles still follow me like shadows. This may be much ado about nothing, but it is true that this should be a problem faced by most students. The solution to this trouble is to study, study and study again. "Very annoying recently, very annoying ..." Now I finally understand that this song actually sings the helplessness and confusion of our teenagers in the face of learning troubles. Growing pains keep coming, I hope we can resist all the "attacks" of troubles and learn to grow up healthily in troubles!
This 600-word composition about the moon shows that the universe is a vast ocean, so mysterious, so quiet and so vivid at the same time. Mystery comes from the universe, quietness comes from the sky, and excitement comes from these shining little stars. But the moon has given them enough play, because they are naughty and fun, and they will join in any trouble, so every grand festival, Mother Moon always stares at them with wide eyes.
It's the annual Lantern Festival again, and people in the sky are full of laughter and wonder. Only the little stars are under the control of Yueniang, because Yueniang has long understood their thoughts, and her beautiful eyes are bigger and rounder.
As time goes by, the little star farthest from the moon mother in medicine can no longer hold back. It turned and slipped away quietly. It will solve riddles on lanterns with everyone for a while, and learn to make lanterns with partners for a while, enriching a lot of knowledge and broadening our horizons. When it finds it's getting late, it can't find its way home. It went round and round, and finally found the soft light of the mother moon. It found the light.
Since then, every Lantern Festival, Mother Moon always puts a little star out for a trip. Because she understood that only through exercise can she succeed. Life is wonderful because of sports. Naturally, at this time of year, she will open her beautiful big eyes to guide these "little soldiers" ...
The knowledge of lunar geography is about 200 words. The moon, commonly known as the moon, is a satellite orbiting the earth. It is the only natural satellite on the earth and the closest celestial body (with an average distance of 384,000 kilometers). The moon is the most thoroughly studied celestial body. The moon is the second celestial body visited by human beings. The moon is about 4.6 billion years old. Like the earth, the moon has a layered structure such as shell, mantle and core. The average thickness of the outermost lunar shell is about 60-65 kilometers. Below the lunar crust 1000 km is the lunar mantle, which occupies most of the moon's volume. Below the moon's mantle is the moon's core, whose temperature is about 1000 degrees, which is likely to be in a molten state. The diameter of the moon is about 3474.8km, which is about 1/4 of the diameter of the earth and 1/400 of the diameter of the sun. The distance from the moon to the earth is equivalent to 1/400 of the distance from the earth, so the moon is as big as the sun. The volume of the moon is about 1/49 of that of the earth, and its mass is about 735 billion tons, which is about 1/8 1 of the mass of the earth. The gravity on the surface of the moon is about 1/6 of that of the earth.