In real life or work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses the meaning of a theme through words. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is the Fireworks March composition I compiled for you. You are welcome to share it. Fireworks in March Composition 1
Even if the whole world is spinning in change, my friend, come with me to Yangzhou in Fireworks in March.
I used to be fascinated by many ancient towns, so I went there because of their fame. However, when those water towns in my dreams all turned into similar faces without any distinguishing features, my hope finally came to nothing. . Maybe the soft waves of Lijiang are rippling, and the sound of paddles in Zhouzhuang still makes me feel sad and unable to hear them, but after all, this changing era has given them a new look. If you want to find something that has not changed forever, after all, you have to Returned disappointed.
However, Yangzhou miraculously survived, surviving from those classical poems that reflected the light pink peach blossoms. In my dreams, I have seen fireworks and weeping willows, red pills beside the bridge, listened to beauties playing the flute, and fallen in love with the moon in my heart. In my dream, there was such a wanderer with an unclear face, who told me that his thoughts were thinner than the West Lake. Yangzhou with fireworks in March was like a jar of endless wine.
When I actually entered the city of Yangzhou, I knew that Yangzhou was still the same as in those poems, and its eyebrows and temperament had never changed. Walking through the long and narrow Dongguan Street, time is still like the era of Li Bai, Du Mu and others, with falling flowers falling lonely; strolling in an alley in the city, the scenery you see is the most ordinary fireworks smell. If you turn around, you will... You will find that the water stains flowing crookedly under the eaves are like the calligraphy of Jiyan Zhenqing, writing a small order of Yangzhou. The young man drove his electric car into the alley and stopped unconsciously, pushing the car away for fear of disturbing a sleeping kitten in front of the door knocker. Poplar catkins flew down from the air and landed on people's clothes, but people didn't dust them off, as if it was a blessing.
Wandering in the streets and alleys of Yangzhou, I was amazed by its persistence. Modernism is creating a world without details, but Yangzhou is still a paradise of details. In this ever-changing era, it protects its history, its culture, and highlights its background. Although most of the time, details are as useless as poetry, the charm of Yangzhou lies in every stone bridge and every garden full of details, just like the complex curves of the hollow carvings on the furniture of the Ming Dynasty, all of which reveal a kind of uniqueness. The beauty of vitality.
Of course I know the logic of modernism. Straight lines can always reach the destination fastest, so the winding paths in the water towns in my dreams have turned into thoroughfares; light is always more eye-catching than darkness. , so the lanterns under the glazed tiles in my memory became neon lights that stayed up all night. In this changing era, where are the beauties of the past?
Maybe it’s only Yangzhou. Then next year's fireworks in March, will you go to Yangzhou with me? Fireworks in March Composition 2
As we all know, Meng Haoran is Li Bai’s idol. They often play and compose poems together.
One day, Meng Haoran was going to Guangling. Li Bai heard about this and was a little anxious. He thought: I haven't met him yet, why did he leave? So he wrote a letter to Meng Haoran and agreed to meet at the Yellow Crane Tower, fulfilling his wish.
After receiving the letter, Meng Haoran readily agreed. So, on a bright spring day in March, they gathered at the Yellow Crane Tower.
Li Bai has arrived. He looked at the mighty Yangtze River, watched a ship passing by, watched the bird chirping excitedly, as if to welcome Li Bai, looked at the white clouds on the horizon, and looked at With the fireworks in March...but Meng Haoran was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Li Bai, "Brother Taibai!" Li Bai turned around suddenly and saw Meng Haoran carrying his luggage and wearing a straw hat. His eyes were shining with wisdom. He was tall and thin. There is still a sense of immortality when walking. If you don't look carefully, you would think that it is a god descending to earth.
"Master Meng, you are here. How have you been these days?" Li Bai said, bowing affectionately.
"It's okay, okay, I'm going to Yangzhou today. I'll see you off for a thousand miles, but there's only one farewell!" Meng Haoran said affectionately, intentionally not to touch the feeling of reluctance hidden in his heart.
“‘I advise you to drink another glass of wine, there will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan.
This is the best wine I bought all over the country. I would like to invite Master Meng and my little brother *** to drink this wine. This is also my little thought. I invite Master Meng to drink it. "After Li Bai finished speaking, he reached out and took out the jar of wine and two small wine glasses, and poured a glass of wine for Meng Haoran and himself.
"In this case, I will not refuse," Meng Haoran held up his hands. He picked up the wine glass, drank it generously, and said, "What a great glass of wine!" "
Li Bai also held up the wine glass grandly and drank it in one gulp.
"Alas, my old friend left the west..."
"Yellow Crane Tower! "Before Li Bai finished speaking, Meng Haoran took over.
"As expected of Master Meng, just as I thought," Li Bai suddenly became poetic, "Fireworks in March..." < /p>
“Go to Yangzhou! "Meng Haoran also had inspiration.
"Ginger is still old and spicy, and Master Meng is what I thought. " Li Bai praised.
"Don't dare to take it seriously, Taibai's little brother will be half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty just by spitting out his words. "Meng Haoran also praised.
"Hahahahaha! "After saying that, the two talented men laughed in unison.
The wine is finished; the chat is finished; it's time to disperse... Meng Haoran slowly got on the boat and looked at Li Bai , eyes full of reluctance.
"Mr. Meng, I wonder if there are any good friends like me who can share your worries for me when we get to Guangling?" Why don't you stay? "Li Bai is still making the final effort to persuade him to stay.
"Brother Taibai, I am lucky enough to meet my son in this life. This is a blessing that others cannot achieve in several lifetimes! But I have an appointment and I really can’t leave. It’s such a pity. I accept Danzi's intention. Let's get together next time! "Meng Haoran said regretfully.
"Alas! Well, the world is so small anyway, and those who are destined to meet will always meet again. "Li Bai said reluctantly.
Meng Haoran's boat gradually moved along the water of the Yangtze River towards Guangling. The surface of the river was partially illuminated by the setting sun. The sound of the waves also made people feel relaxed and happy. . The sun reluctantly left the sky, just like Meng Haoran also reluctantly left Li Bai.
As the sun set in the west, Li Bai looked at the moon and seemed to see Meng Haoran's height again. The thin and familiar figure... The rolling river water made Li Bai feel poetic, and he blurted out another poem: The lone sail is far away and the blue sky is gone, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai's feelings came out.
And who can surpass Li Bai and Meng Haoran's deep emotions? Fireworks in March Composition 3
On a sunny day In the afternoon, it is the best to read such a good book. In the bright time, the insects and birds sing, and the sunlight warms the cheeks of the years.
The faint fragrance of flowers cuts through the fireworks in March. On both sides of Yangzhou, the peaches and willows are blooming in spring. I hold a poem from the Song Dynasty and trace it from afar. The joys and sorrows and deep resentment echoed for a long time in the sadness and softness of the drizzle pavilion in the Song Dynasty.
A touch of smoke and clouds came slowly along with the aroma in the wine shop. In Yangzhou at that time, poplars were in full bloom, and the sound of horse hooves coming and going on the plank road was endless. The melodious footsteps of heroes one after another left behind poems one after another. But all of this cannot escape the passage of time. After many years of erosion, hatred of family and country, Yangzhou was left with only an empty city. Those literati finally washed away the wind and frost in the rolling yellow sand of history, and turned into classics together with their poems.
The spring breeze blows through Qingyi, and the sound of zithers and zithers comes from the shore. The wind is still blowing on the flower path of the wine platform. On the Twenty-Four Bridge shrouded in moonlight, the beauty playing the flute is covered with silver, like a white and smooth flower. The beauty seems to hear the melodious sound of the flute floating in the rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River.
At night in Yangzhou where singing and dancing are bustling, the fragrance of flowers wafts from the window, the Slender West Lake river is leisurely, and the poet in the guest boat is singing. With a warm pillow, I drank a few glasses of sake under the gentle moonlight and sighed about my time. The bead curtain in the brothel aroused the elegance of the poet, and he sang softly in the gurgling guest boat.
In the dream of Song Ci, apricot blossoms and spring rain arose, and the poet stood leaning against the window holding a book.
Just imagine, the fireworks in March, the small house and the countryside, the sparse spring rain gradually drips, and the drops pass through the heart of the poet, and then turn into a stream of light, traveling through the present world with the chapters of the pen, and meeting the destined person. , continued one romantic story after another.
The sandy road after the rain was muddy with spring sunshine, and the general who came on horseback had no choice but to rest temporarily in the gentleness of last night. The shepherd's purse is green, the spring breeze is ten miles away, the dusk in the north and the embankment in the south seem to be right in front of you. Echoing among the green mountains and green waters.
There are thousands of flowers in the field, the sky is rolling and relaxing, borrowing a bright moon, editing a piece of thoughts, and silently missing each other in the small bamboo pavilion; this scene is the best.
Thousands of years later, when we go to Yangzhou again, we will see flowers that look the same year after year on the Daming Temple and beside the ancient canal, but they are no longer the same ones as the old one, and the sound of the flute is no longer there. Following the stories in the book, I heard too many regrets of the poets of the Song Dynasty, the vicissitudes of loneliness and too much helplessness. The vast night was quiet. On the bank of the Huaihe River, I seemed to hear the melancholy man singing in a low voice, "Reading the red medicine by the bridge, I will know who I was born for every year...". Fireworks in March Composition 4
The sky is still dark, and dawn is about to start, waking up the birds on the branches.
My sister and I added a piece of clothing to our school uniforms. It was not because of the cool weather, but because of the longing for spring. We were about to go to Yangzhou, so we wore something exclusive that only belonged to our young reporters from the Texas Evening News. Team uniform - a red vest with the words "Texas Evening News Junior Reporter" printed on it.
Shot 1: The aura of nature
The car is driving on the southbound road. Although the sun has not yet appeared, there is already a faint halo on the horizon. There are more dots. 6 If you are in school, It should be the sound of reading aloud. There is a cool and natural air blowing against the face among the green grass and clumps of wild yellow flowers. I really want time to stop at this moment and enjoy this perfect match. The aura given by nature.
Scene 2: The graceful Slender West Lake
Enter Yangzhou, rapeseed flowers all over the ground are gathered together in clumps, golden and beautiful. There are no low-rise bungalows here. They are all two-story buildings with black tiles and white walls. They really look like ancient attics, sparsely scattered in the fields.
Slender West Lake, as its name suggests, is more elegant and graceful than Hangzhou West Lake. There are mountains, water, towers, bridges, attics, and the fragrance of flowers, grass, and wind. The intertwined sublimation makes it worthy of the reputation of "the West Lake in the world, six out of thirty".
Everyone took photos together, with happy smiles frozen in the colorful peonies. Here, I experienced the artistic conception of "the mountain is poor and the water is full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and there is another village", which made me truly feel the twists and turns, elegance and tranquility of the Slender West Lake.
Scene 3: "Steamed Dumplings Photo"
Shaxian snacks are of high quality and low price. Although the place is not big, a group of us squeezed in, and the table looked full. The seats are full and the food is served!
The steamed dumplings here are small and exquisite, but everyone hesitated to move their chopsticks. They took out their cameras, clicked, and took a few "steamed dumpling photos." Since they couldn't take them back to their classmates, they took the photos. Give it to them, there's plenty to eat.
Scene 4: Sitting "Back to the Rich"
Ge Garden is famous for its large number of bamboos, and because the shape of the bamboo leaves resembles the character "ge", it is called "Personal Garden".
There are four seasons of mountain scenery in the garden. "The mountain scenery is unique in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the bamboo shadows are colorful in the wind, rain, and dew." Spring, summer, autumn and winter are not isolated individuals, but completely integrated. You see, although the winter scenery gives people a biting feeling of lingering snow, there are two circular leaky windows on the west wall next to the spring scenery. Only green bamboo branches can be seen passing through the wall, which also gives people the feeling of "the harsh winter has fully bloomed." The profound artistic conception of "Spring Buds". The entire garden is like a huge picture scroll, giving people the beauty of harmony. Everyone sat collectively on the fake rocks and joked with each other: If you have to soak up the spiritual energy here, you can "sit" back to the rich...
Accompanied by the astonishing aroma of rapeseed flowers, it's time to go home... Fireworks in March Composition 5
The faint light of light summer escapes in the flowing clouds, like fireworks blooming in the daytime. I have never seen the fireworks festival, but I heard the fireworks outside the city. It was so cool.
In the past, it was an old dream. Yi is crazy, Yi is drunk. Have the promises you once made become a reality? Is the future that I once longed for now retreating into prosperity?
When I was in high school, I was not willing to indulge in the same thing every day. I was not familiar with the crowds of people every day and the three-point-one-line lifestyle. I forced myself to swim around every corner of the campus, even if I was like a fish, like a fish drinking water, It is better to wander around blindly than to be expelled and wander to a starry sea light-year away that is not familiar with you.
Even though I have been in school for three years, I don’t even know if it has any clubs or activities. I like the campus covered with golden ginkgo leaves, it always makes me see the golden warm sun. It's a pity that there is nothing that can't be passed by studying hard. I can imagine them writing furiously. At this moment, they are staring at the test questions intently. They are having an intense discussion at this time. It seems that all the enthusiasm is rising, only the countdown in the corner is shrinking in an obscure way.
I hurriedly picked up a piece of golden ginkgo, imitating how it looked in photography, and placed it in the sky. Playing with its outline, more or less, the shadows seep through time, maybe because of that time, I fell in love with the interlaced light and shadow.
I just remember how long it took to lie down at the desk and take a nap, and I still remember the warmth of the sun blessing me. Indulging in pure music, all the notes become a world, and everything can stay at the moment I want. More or less, I seemed to see another strange world, and I began to follow its rhythm. But he was so confused and helpless.
Finally, one time, near the end of the semester, the school radio station was also "banned from operation." But I heard sad and sweet music at the bottom of a dilapidated mobile building. I didn’t know who was playing the piano inside. At that time, I was just looking for the timeline where light and shadow intersect, pretending to be walking on a single-plank bridge. The sunlight made one of my cheeks turn red, but I couldn’t see the other side clearly. When I stood in front of the door in confusion, she asked me what I was doing here. I am a person who is not good at words and afraid of strangers. In a panic, I actually said that I liked the song "Castle in the Sky" and then fled from there like flying. , only when I closed the door did I realize that what I wanted to say was "childhood". I just remember her smiling brightly. She smiled brightly at a stranger who mistakenly referred to "childhood" as "city in the sky" because of her nervousness. I couldn't believe that it was the smile of a person who played sad music. It was so perfect, without a trace of impurity.
That was the last few days of my sophomore year in high school - the last time I heard the song. The last smile I saw. In the days that followed, I couldn't help but pass by that mobile building that seemed to be about to be abandoned again and again. I occasionally heard the sounds of "Croatian Rhapsody" and passionate "Purple Passion" coming from inside. Overflowing sound. Maybe I don't know how to appreciate it yet. I laughed to myself, but I never went up to that gloomy small building again.
I should be cowardly. I have defected in an unreasonable way. Because of the increasing formality, people even have to question its original purpose. I am terrified and uneasy. It seems that seeing each other after many years becomes more and more strange and difficult to understand. But I still don’t want others to imitate me and bring trouble to the teacher. This strange idea keeps trying to dominate me, threatening me like a hostage, forcing me to do things against my will. But did I really save others? I have no idea. The world will be like this, and cold people will naturally not complain, because that is a lack in itself. Passionate people have to be restrained by gentle shackles, and experience the pain of being choked and unable to breathe. Only the years slowly pass by safely, and the occasional waves break into ripples...
Pursuing dreams persistently is doomed to bring pain and sorrow. One's own and others'. Some people wonder why I am so sad. In fact, I don't know, just like I like to get into the crowd with a slight drizzle, whether there is an umbrella or not, it doesn't matter to me. What I care about is just the rustling rain. I haven’t seen it for a long time and it’s a little colder again.
……
Rustling. Rusty.
No one knows that the fireworks will still bloom in the last time of March. Perhaps, after working hard for a lifetime, I touched the burned out afterglow, but it turned out to be so cold... Fireworks in March Composition 6
"The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. The lonely sail was far away in the blue sky. All you can see is the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. "Since I was a child, I have loved ancient poetry and have been particularly fond of this poem. I have already memorized it by heart, and the Yangzhou in the poem has become a place that I am fascinated by. On April 14th this year, my wish finally came true.
On this day, the "Yancheng Evening News" organization organized our young reporters to go to Yangzhou to participate in the "Slender West Lake" thousands of young reporters from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Shandong, Henan, and Anhui gathered in Yangzhou gardens".
On the way to Yangzhou, we talked and laughed. Unknowingly, we arrived at our first stop today - Geyuan. When we got off the bus, what caught our eyes was the garden's whitewashed walls and black tiles, antique garden gates, walls, towering old trees, and green bamboos, making it look elegant and quiet. The garden wall is engraved with eight red characters, "one of the four famous gardens in China". The reporter from Yangzhou next to us smiled when he saw this and said: "Ge Garden was originally a viewing place for a big salt merchant in the Qing Dynasty. There are residences in the garden. Because the garden has pleasant scenery, it is a good place for viewing bamboos and stones. Therefore, it has the reputation of being one of the four famous gardens.” As soon as we heard this, we couldn’t wait to run into the garden to see its “true face of Mount Lu.”
Entering the main hall, I looked up and found a small plaque with the word "Bo Qin" written on it. The reporter explained: "The owner of the garden uses this to warn his children not to forget the traditional Chinese culture and to be careful. Anything." A young reporter next to him immediately responded: "Yes, we are Chinese, we should inherit and carry forward our ancient Chinese culture, and we should be careful in doing things." After listening to his words, I thought deeply.
We continued walking along a path in the garden and came to a dense bamboo forest. The strange rocks in the forest were of different shapes; red maple, green bamboo, and Taihu stone looked like a picture. The Chinese paintings painted by the painter Zhang Jingzhi are refreshing with the green and powerful bamboos, the abrupt edges and corners of the stones, and the red maples dotting them. Along the way, we also saw many interesting sights, such as drainage ditches, fire and flood walls, etc. We can't help but admire the ingenuity of the ancient people.
After visiting Ge Garden, we next visited He Garden. After a short rest, we headed to the last stop of the day, which is the famous Slender West Lake.
As soon as we entered the gate of Slender West Lake Park, we rushed to the park square to meet with young reporters from the other four provinces. After a while, the ceremony began. The host introduced the meaning of the event, and at the same time invited Yangzhou city leaders and newspaper leaders to come to the stage. Primary school students came to the stage to present red scarves and invited leaders to speak. After a while, the host officially announced: "The event has begun!" We walked on a trail, with the spring breeze blowing in our faces, admiring the scenery on the roadside, teasing the cute birds, and feeling the beautiful spring scenery. We were so excited!
Unknowingly, the event was coming to an end and it was time to leave. I reluctantly took a look at Yangzhou, a still beautiful thousand-year-old city. Today's trip to Yangzhou not only increased my knowledge, but also cultivated my sentiment. It was really a worthwhile trip! Fireworks in March Composition 7
On Labor Day, my parents decided to take my brother and me out to play. Where to go? My mother said that fireworks fall in Yangzhou in March, and now it is the third month of the lunar calendar. It is a good time to go to Yangzhou, so she decided to take us to Yangzhou.
Dad drove us to Yangzhou for more than an hour. The first place we want to go is Dongguan Street. There were a lot of people there, and we looked left and right, but we couldn't find a parking space. When we were in a hurry, luckily a car was about to come out, so we parked the car and set off towards Dongguan Street.
Dongguan Street is a quaint old street. The street is relatively narrow, only more than two meters wide, with small blue brick houses on both sides. The pavement of Dongguan Street is not our common cement road, but is paved with gray bricks. It makes a "dang-dang" sound when you walk on it, which is interesting.
Dongguan Street is very lively with many tourists. The shops on both sides sell all kinds of interesting things: maltose, marshmallows, ceramic diapers, tops - everything to eat and play, it really suits my taste. I also saw a noodle maker for the first time, which was very interesting. It feels a bit like the Confucius Temple in Nanjing.
Unknowingly, it was noon. Seeing so many delicious foods, my stomach growled even more urgently. I asked my father to buy some food. Dad nodded: "I'm hungry too! What should we buy to eat?" I couldn't answer the question because there were so many delicious things. There is a stinky tofu shop in front, and a lot of people gathered at the door. It must be delicious, so we decided to buy some stinky tofu to try first. Sure enough, as the boss said, it smells bad but tastes delicious. We bought some grilled squid and ate while shopping.
My mother saw a fried bun shop in front of her and decided to eat there. We ordered three fresh wontons, spicy soup and fried buns.
"Here comes the food!" When the boss brought the fragrant spicy soup and fried buns, I started eating them. Haha, the Hu spicy soup is not spicy, on the contrary, it is delicious. While I was drinking it, I praised how delicious it was!
After leaving the small restaurant, we continued shopping and saw some gadgets from time to time. My brother bought a bubble blowing toy, and I also got two leaf vein bookmarks. I also bought some brown candies and came back to eat.
After visiting Dongguan Street, we visited a garden again. This was a former salt merchant, and the house was quite big. It would be scary for a person to walk there alone, and I thought I would get lost. The yard is divided into many areas, such as kitchen, back garden, library, residential area, and the most interesting thing is the ancient air-conditioned room-cave. It is said that it took 19 years to build this courtyard. What a wealthy family!
Because we were very tired after shopping all day, we didn’t go anywhere else and headed back around three o’clock in the afternoon! Although very tired, today’s trip to Yangzhou was so fun! Fireworks in March Composition 8
At the time of the fireworks in March, I came to Yangzhou, the "No. 1 Canal City in China".
Treasures of the Museum
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a large circle standing there. When I looked closely, I found that it was two statues with human heads and snake bodies connected together. After reading the introduction, I realized that it was the statue of Fuxi and Nuwa.
Following the bustling crowd, I saw the "treasure of the museum" - a blue-glazed plum vase with white dragon pattern. According to the tour guide, this was used by ancient emperors to hold wine. The mouth of the bottle is round and small, the belly is fat and big, the bottom is wide, and a white swimming dragon is burned on the blue bottle surface. Watching it from a distance makes people feel an inexplicable sense of pride. I heard from the tour guide that this is porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty. It was originally a royal item, but later it was lost among the people for various reasons. So why is it called a plum bottle instead of a wine bottle? It got its name because of its big belly and small mouth, which can just fit two plum blossoms into it.
Candy in Dongguan Street
After leaving the Yangzhou Museum, I came to the gourmet place of Yangzhou - Dongguan Street.
"What is this? Is it delicious?" I asked like a barrage of questions. A clerk saw my anxious look and replied with a smile: "This is our local unique brown candy. Would you like to buy two pieces to try?"
With the strong recommendation of the clerk, I I have chosen the color I want to buy. He took out a small piece and put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully: it was a small square two to three centimeters long and about one centimeter wide. The blue surface was dotted with black sesame seeds. It was really beautiful. When I ate a piece, I didn’t expect that the soft brown candy was so chewy, filling my mouth with the aroma of sesame seeds.
Flowers of Slender West Lake
When you walk to the gate of Slender West Lake, you will see an antique door. Entering the garden, you will be greeted by a sea of ??flowers: white tulips, which represent purity and elegance, and yellow nameless flowers, which are dazzling. What attracts me most is the viburnum. It is said that when Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty was digging the Grand Canal, he heard others say that Qionghua is a flower that only exists in the sky and can only be seen in Yangzhou. After he found out, he ordered people to dig a canal to see Qionghua, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it in the end.
Stopping in front of the Qionghua tree, a breeze blew across my cheek, and the little flowers fell down and turned into a rain of flowers. It was so beautiful, but it was a pity that Emperor Sui Yang could not see it. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart: Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty dug the Grand Canal and came all the way just to take a look at Qionghua, but he failed to see it in the end. It really makes people feel worthless for him. But looking back, that’s nothing. What’s the point of digging this Grand Canal and making it a north-south artery across the country?
Yangzhou truly deserves to be a famous historical city, a city of gourmet food, and a tourist attraction. Next time, I will come!