The main feature of Wang Wei's poems is also the artistic feature of many of Wang Wei's landscape poems: poets are very good at writing dynamics in the static state. In the first sentence, "people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall", there is movement in silence, and the dynamics of falling flowers reflect the silence of no one. In the second sentence, "the night is quiet and the mountains are empty", the key point is the word spring. Whether it's flowers, bright moon or birds singing, it's all related to spring. The last two sentences are dynamic and static, and the contrast highlights the static described in the first two sentences. The third sentence, "The moon rises to startle the birds", is written that the moonlight shines into the bird's nest, which makes the birds wake up and feel surprised: Is it the dawn in the east, and the day is coming? So they were surprised and asked each other to send out a song ... suddenly the moon got into a dark cloud and the birds nearby were silent. They fell asleep peacefully and no longer responded to the call of their distant companions. In the fourth sentence, "Time sings in the spring flow", the song is written with the word "time", which not only describes the characteristics of the scenery in great detail, but also creates a contrast between the dynamic and the static from the hearing, thus vividly setting off a more peaceful situation!
Wang Wei's poems are fresh and natural, simple and pure, and the words seem ordinary. However, the poems composed of these simple words have achieved extraordinary results: on the moonlit night in the spring in the mountains, everything is so harmonious, like a far-reaching ink painting. This tells us a truth: there is no need to pile up some gorgeous words when writing a composition. We can write a good article with plain language and clever ideas.
This is my favorite poem.
General comment: The author has grasped the artistic features of Wang Wei's landscape poems, with well-organized narration and fluent language, which has brought us into the artistic conception of "painting in poetry and poetry in painting". What is more gratifying is that the young author has a deep feeling in the process of appreciation: no matter how dull the language is, he can still write a good article as long as he has clever ideas.
I will answer my favorite poem in 400 words.
My favorite sentence is "no pains, no gains" because only hard work can pay off.
I have a deep understanding of this sentence. I remember the night before the Chinese exam, I didn't listen to the teacher and review my lessons well, but "hugged" the TV. The next day, facing the test paper, I scratched my head, but I couldn't think of anything. A few days later, the paper was sent. Come on! I can't believe my eyes. There are few questions on the test paper that are done correctly. Is this still my paper? I rubbed my eyes and looked intently-this is really my paper, just like the one above. One by one, the red cross was scratched on the paper and also on my heart. Tears ran across my cheeks like broken beads. After returning home, my mother didn't talk about me, but earnestly educated me: "Don't watch TV when the teacher asks me to review my lessons in the future." No pains, no gains. Only by hard work and hard work can we get the rewards we deserve. "A few days later, in the math exam, I skipped home with a 99-point paper because I had made enough efforts before reading it. From then on, "no pains, no gains." "This sentence has always stayed in my mind, and I will think of it in everything, and everything has vitality.
"No pains, no gains" There is no free lunch. It is impossible to get something for nothing. Only hard work can pay off. "No pains, no gains" is just eight short words, but these eight words can benefit me for life.
My favorite poem is 450 words. My favorite poem.
There are many landscapes in the poem, there are many truths in the poem, and there are endless life inspirations in the poem. "Who knows every grain is hard" is my favorite poem, which has taught me a lot …
We can't waste a grain of rice Every grain of rice is planted by the farmer's uncle through cultivation, fertilization and watering, so we should cherish a grain of rice and a vegetable in this bowl.
Although I like the poem "Who knows every meal is hard" very much, there is another "quarrel" between us.
I remember it was when I was four years old. Eating and watching TV at noon one day was really enjoyable! After a while, after I finished eating, I could clearly see that there were hundreds of grains of rice left in the bowl. "Who knows that every grain of rice in the dish is hard?" Mom said, and then handed me a spoon. "Chopsticks can't be cleaned and eaten with a spoon." As soon as I sat on the sofa, I lay back and started kicking my legs: "No, no, no", but my arms couldn't pull my thighs. I ate it after all. Then I began to hate this poem, but with the help of my clever mother, I began to like it again.
I will never waste food again after what I have experienced. I remember that it was the second day of the lunar new year, and my aunt's family came to grandma's house for dinner. After lunch, I saw some rice dropped on the table, and there was some rice left in the bowl. I ate some rice in the bowl with chopsticks and picked up some rice on the table with my hands. Later, I found that there was still a mouthful of rice in the bowl, so I tried to use chopsticks, but this mouthful of rice was too persistent in the bowl and I refused to come out. I had to lick it out with my mouth like a puppy. After all the actions were finished, the whole family laughed. Later, my mother said, "Who knows? Every grain of Chinese food is hard. "
Poetry has taught me knowledge, poetry has taught me truth, and poetry has taught me a lot of life enlightenment.
Write a 400-word composition with one of my favorite poems.
Today, under the caress of teacher Qiu, I once again walked into the world of my own poetry, intoxicated by it.
In ancient times, many people with lofty ideals left one touching poem after another. Among these vast poems, my favorite is a poem written by Yue Fei, a famous anti-gold star, called "Man Jiang Hong".
"Angry, leaning against the fence and resting in the rain. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and months ... "Be furious and rush to the crown, climbing the aperture alone. Look up at the sky. With a long whistle, the heart of serving the country arises spontaneously. More than 30 years of fame, such as dust, eight thousand miles of life through many storms. Jing Kangdi was also captured by the Jin people. With great ambition, I vowed to destroy the Golden Man and bring back the news of victory.
In ancient times, our nation was bullied by other nations, and in modern times, the Chinese nation was insulted by western powers as the sick man of East Asia. However, the sons and daughters of China have not lowered their noble heads because they also have the patriotic feelings like General Yue Fei!
They translated a touching patriotic story with their own blood. There are many patriotic heroes like Zhan Tianyou and Qian Xuesen.
Zhan Tianyou, the great patriotic engineer. When he witnessed how those hateful imperialist countries bullied and cursed our country, he had made up his mind to build a 200-kilometer-long railway to win glory for the motherland. Sure enough, many things happen. He showed his achievements to the imperialists with his wisdom, talent and selfless working attitude. At the same time, it also attacked the ignorance of those imperialists.
And the great patriotic scientist Qian Xuesen. In order to serve the motherland, which is enduring imperialist bullying, he resolutely went abroad and returned to China to serve after his studies. When he returned to China, he was blocked by many foreigners, but no one could stop him from returning to his motherland.
These modern people with lofty ideals all have a passionate patriotism and the same quality of loyalty to the country as Yue Fei!
"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning against the railing and resting in the rain ..." This poem reverberates in my heart for a long time, always inspiring us to study hard. In the future, we will become the eagle soaring in the sky, the pillar of the country, make the motherland more perfect and make it shine like a brilliant star forever!
It is best to write a 300-word composition around an ancient poem. I have written before, that is: from a distance, the side of the mountain becomes a peak, and the distance is different.
Now there is a craze for learning ancient poems in schools. However, some students only pay attention to the number of ancient poems memorized, but they don't know much about them, and even have many wrong words. I use it; Fifth, reading and learning poetry; The effect is very good. Let me tell you how I taught Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri by myself.
I teach myself ancient poetry, five steps. The first step is to read the whole poem. When reading, I encounter new words; Hey; It is good to learn. Second, read carefully. I find out the key words I don't understand in every sentence, such as; Tu Su, cloudy day, new peach, old symbol; Wait, read the notes or find out what they mean. The third step is translation and reading. When reading, say the meaning of each line of poetry. The fourth step is to read through. Connect the meaning of each poem and tell the meaning of the whole poem. The fifth step is reading. Look at the brief analysis, understand the background of the author writing this poem, imagine the scenery described in the author's poem when reading, and then think about what thoughts and feelings the poem expresses. January Day reminds me of Wang Anshi's political reform seen in extracurricular books. It turned out that he wrote this poem to reflect his old ideas. Finally, I memorized the whole poem.
Never swallow ancient poems by yourself. If you don't ask for answers, you will learn by rote and get too little.
6. My favorite poem is 400 words. China is a country of poetry. Poetry has a long history, famous artists come forth in large numbers, and numerous works by famous artists are spectacular in Chinese civilization. Poetry expresses the author's feelings with its concise language and beautiful words.
Opening the floodgate of memory, I found my favorite poem. That's the work of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty-Mountain Walking. The four lines in the poem read: "The stone path in the cold mountain is far away, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "
This poem describes the beautiful scenery that the poet saw when he walked in the mountains in late autumn. The poet skillfully captured several scenery he saw on his way up the mountain: from a distance, it was a winding mountain road paved with rocks. When he reached the top of the mountain, he looked at the place surrounded by white clouds in the mountain, and several families appeared faintly. The maple leaves around him were like fire, which was even more beautiful, far better than bloom in early spring and February. Here, there are white clouds, red leaves and bright colors; Mountain roads, maple forests and people's homes are harmonious and warm; Some poets stopped to watch the night view of Fenglin because of their love, which made the picture more affectionate. Writing autumn scenery, the whole poem has no sad and desolate atmosphere. Especially the last sentence, comparing maple leaves with flowers is very novel. The flowers in February are beautiful and charming, but when the spring breeze blows and the spring rain suddenly rises, they fall into the mud and go with the running water. But the maple leaves turned red in the struggle with autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn frost, showing great vitality. This is why the poet especially likes the maple grove. It is also the charm of this poem that has been passed down through the ages and is widely known.
Walking in the garden of ancient poems, we can enjoy all kinds of ancient poems. Farewell, spring, summer, autumn and winter, romantic scenery and scenic spots in ancient poems are all the legacy left by ancient poets to our descendants and the treasures of the Chinese nation.
7. My favorite poem is composed of 500 words. I love Wen Tianxiang's promise that "no one has died since ancient times, and I will keep a pure heart and shine on history"; I love Li Bai's heroic "flying down three thousands of feet, I suspect that the Milky Way has fallen for a few days"; My Rainbow Wei's feeling of "being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season".
However, I prefer the poem "A drop of water can penetrate a stone, and everything will be settled naturally", which influenced my childhood. Looking around, how carefree childhood is! But things that I still can't get over have been surging in my heart ... I was 9 years old that year, and my mother often urged me in my studies.
"Go to review after dinner!" "I bought you an exercise book to do at the weekend!" "Stop watching TV and preview tomorrow's class!" This constant nagging makes me both sweet and irritable. Two semesters have passed, and I can't stand this kind of earnest persuasion, and my grades began to plummet.
I only got 65 points in an exam. After returning home, my mother scolded me: "You only play all day, and now you get such a small score." Is this test so difficult? " But I didn't listen at all, because I didn't like studying. It seems that one ear goes in and the other goes out, but I still have to live a "bitter" life.
When everyone is playing, I absently do various exercises; When everyone fell asleep, I rolled into the ocean of problems and casually wrote "X", "100" and "25" ... Once, my mother bought me an ancient poem and told me to finish it in one day, otherwise I was not allowed to go out to play. Although my grades are not good, I am a little interested in reading.
So, I took the book and read it. For the difficult part, I will skip it directly and look at the easy part casually.
But when I turned to page 57, I circled a sentence in red font, which attracted me very much. After reading it, it turned out to be a poem: a drop of water can penetrate a stone, and everything will follow. After reading this poem, I suddenly woke up ... from then on, I chased others in the study; Try to do housework at home; In society, many things are positive.
Because I understand that anything can be successful as long as you work hard.
8. Write a 500-word composition according to the content of the poem.
A spring begins with a trickle. They "don't think about whether they can succeed." Since I chose a distant place, I only care about the hardships "(in Wang Guozhen).
In the process of progress, no matter whether the mountain is in the way, whether the dry riverbed is absorbed or not, whether Wan Ren Mountain falls into a waterfall or not ... what we hear is their whispers, whispers, growls and songs all the way, which is a unremitting and persistent struggle to move forward towards the sea.
On the way forward, it enjoys the beautiful scenery and shows people that it is alive and active. It is the process of their rushing to the sea that makes us feel the rhythm of their lives, the gentleness of life, the unyielding and tragic life, and the free and easy life.
Why not in life?
With the fighting spirit of "only paying attention to hardships", there will be less impatience and sigh in the long journey, less trouble and sadness in the lonely journey, less doubt and fear on the winding road, less frustration and hesitation on the winding road, and less trouble and desolation in the wind, frost, rain and snow. ...
With the spirit of "only paying attention to suffering", people respect those who are brave in fighting more. Madame Curie's tenacity in the struggle to refine radium is admirable; Lang Ping, a famous women's volleyball player, practiced three or nine times in winter and became an "iron hammer" in three days in summer. He waved his long arm a thousand times and finally learned the good technique of powerful spike with one hand, which is equally admirable. ...
Let's cheer for the suffering! I'm tired of typing. Ask me if you don't understand.