Human feelings include: smell-nose, sight-eyes, taste-mouth and tongue, hearing-ears, touch-many parts of the body. In this way, in addition to the horizon, there are many insights, and you can also write wonderful articles. For example, Liu Zongyuan's Ode to Autumn Sound basically relies on hearing to describe the scenery. Li Zhao's "Li Mou plays the flute at night" "Li Mou plays the flute in Guazhou at autumn night, and the boat is very narrow. At the beginning of the tune, the masses are resting. A few minutes later, the breeze came quietly. After a while, the boatman Jia Ke complained about the sound of crying. " The scenery here is in the sense of hearing.
Zhou Jiadi, a blind poet, lost his bright eyes, but saw the world more thoroughly.
In literary creation, the thinking of writers and poets is extremely active. The feelings between people are borrowed and communicated with each other. Poets' sensory organs should communicate openly with each other in their poems. Just as Liu Xie said, "Poets have a sense of things and endless associations". When the poet's feelings surge, his hearing, smell, vision, taste and touch become very close and sensitive. Thus, in the poet's wandering world, the sound has a shape, the flowers have a song, and the fragrance has a color. ...
Rhetorically, it is called "telepathy" or "synaesthesia". For example, the spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan (Wang Anshi: boating in Guazhou). The author turns the tactile spring breeze into a visual "green" image, which makes people feel the charm of the spring breeze strongly.
"It sounds like a cicada sitting on a tree in the forest/watering lilies." (Homer's epic) The sound is transformed into a flowing liquid with the fragrance of lilies, and the poet uses visual images to describe the beauty of the sound. If the image of poetry is not deformed by other senses, the sound is indescribable.
2. Sensory writing landscape composition 600 questions plus the author's beautiful scenery in spring
Blow a willow flute, put spring in your mouth, and a cheerful and refreshing song, from the mouth of a shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle, renders vivid and melodious. Wind and light spread through the bamboo forest and began to spread to every corner of the world, just like the reunion of old friends, everything became colorful and beautiful, so spring came soon.
You see, clusters of bright yellow winter jasmine are smiling on the wall, and their horn-like charming faces are like naughty children, cold, lively and lovely, but they are beautiful movements throughout the spring?
Look at the pink azaleas rolled halfway up the mountain. They stand upright and quietly wear countless red makeup. Like a bride who is ready to get married, she is shy and smiles, silently adding a lot of vivid beauty to spring.
The spring breeze doesn't understand the amorous feelings, attracting colorful butterflies full of makeup. You chase me, I catch up with you, dance around the flowers like a galloping horse, and show off your beauty to the spring without stint, oh! They are the legendary beautiful elves, dancers of spring?
Spring is a beautiful blow!
Spring is a kind of beauty that has never been preserved!
Hold a brush, embed spring in the book, dye it bit by bit, and decorate the color of spring. You see, the mountains in the distance are lush; Clear water, full of beautiful blue; Painting a spring doesn't need much painter's pen and ink. Because spring is so simple. Always comes quietly when we least expect it!
A breeze can freeze and cut out the twisted wicker, which is gentle and graceful and endless; The clean sky reflects a pool of lake water, soft and clear.
At this time, holding a wisp of breeze, picking a bunch of spring scenery, walking in the field, wearing a spring corolla on your head, I believe your mood must be beautiful; Sprinkle a bunch of laughter, step on incense all the way, recite a line of spring, and bind a page of flowers and birds. What could be more pleasant than this?
Cheer loudly: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! " Turn our excitement into songs and spread them all over the spring!
Not to mention the whispering swallows, the bustling flowers, the rustling spring rain, the whispering spring breeze, and the laughing children, just the whispering of lovers looking for spring when they smile and lower their eyebrows, and their faces are covered with spring scenery, they can open a machine without restraint.
Oh! Spring is a colorful picture that plays up interest!
In spring, we didn't have an appointment, because she was always by our side and in our hearts!
3. Composition My home (in order of observation) How to write home, in order, home is the cradle of every child's growth and the harbor of every child's life.
I have a warm, happy and harmonious home. I love my family.
I love my family, a happy and warm family. My parents' meticulous care for me made me deeply feel the warmth of home.
Every time I come back from school, my mother is busy cooking good food for me in the kitchen. My father sits next to me and studies with me. Dad will patiently explain to me when I encounter problems that I can't. My mother is very concerned about my study. She was afraid that I was tired of studying and tried her best to strengthen my nutrition. Cook me a cup of hot milk every morning and cook for me all the time.
I love my family, a harmonious and happy family. In my family, it is always full of peaceful atmosphere, and our family of three always live in harmony.
Mom and dad have a very good relationship and hardly quarrel. Dad speaks humorously and always makes my mother and I laugh. I am a very sensible and willful child, and I don't make my parents angry.
If I do well in the exam, my parents will celebrate for me and take me to eat my favorite freezing point. I always pour a glass of wine for my parents first, because I know that my grades can't be achieved without the efforts of teachers and the cultivation of my parents. I love my family, a family I can rely on.
Whenever I encounter difficulties or grievances outside; It was my parents who helped me solve my difficulties, listened to my inner anguish and taught me how to face life and facts. They taught me that life will not be smooth sailing, but one should know how to face the challenges and tests of life. I love this warm and happy home, let love stay in my home forever.
4. Write a 200-word composition with five senses and a rhetorical device. There are many interesting things in my family.
But there's one thing I remember vividly. I still remember it clearly.
At eleven o'clock last night, I asked my mother, "Do you want to eat snacks tonight?" Mom said, "All right!" I jumped three feet. I took out the "smell" that Junyi (my friend) gave me and looked at it carefully. It says, "soak in warm water for three minutes and you can eat."
I opened the bottle cap and poured warm water into the essence. Three minutes later, I opened them all, picked up chopsticks and licked them gently-ah! It's just a fairy's meal! My mother couldn't help taking a bite when she saw me like this. "It's delicious!" Mom said in surprise: in this way, this bowl of "taste" was eliminated by us. After eating, we have been thinking about the smell just now.
I can't help laughing when I think of yesterday's "greedy cat"
5. Write a paragraph with three senses, only to see that watermelon is as big as basketball, and the green text is green (visually), so I can't help but rush over and beg my mother to cut it quickly, and my mother is not in a hurry. She tapped her finger on the watermelon a few times, and her voice was crisp and pleasant (auditory). My mother said, what a melon! I saw my mother skillfully holding the watermelon and cutting it hard. With a bang, the watermelon became two halves, and mother cut the half into small petals. I immediately picked up a piece and sniffed it hard. Before I spoke, I smelled a sweet smell of watermelon, which made my throat feel much better, as if the sweet juice of watermelon had flowed into my throat.
6. Write 230 words 1 with multi-sensory combination. The kite competition has begun, and colorful kites are scrambling to fly to the blue sky.
Hey! There are many styles of kites, such as mandarin jackets, one-legged swallows, dragonflies, goldfish, butterflies and the Monkey King ... all of which show their magical powers in the air, making people dizzying. Look how beautiful this flying "red butterfly" is. It seems to say proudly, "I am the king of butterflies, and my beauty is unparalleled."
Look at the Monkey King's "the Monkey King", with a golden hoop in his hand and golden light in his eyes. Among them, Wang Weimin's The Yellow Jacket is the highest.
He is calm and calm, sometimes slowly retreating, and sometimes pulling back hard. Kite seems to understand the owner's mood to participate in the competition, and the more he flies, the more excited he is.
In the morning, there are more and more people in the vegetable market. All kinds of hawking and bargaining are intertwined, adding a lively atmosphere to the vegetable market.
People over there skillfully caught a grass carp from a big fish tank. After asking the price, he skillfully took money out of his pocket and left with the fish. The lady on the left picked two bitter melons at the stall, and suddenly found that one was better, so she changed the front one to another. Although it was a little expensive, she still smiled.
At this time, I looked up and saw that there were more people punching sandbags and more students competing. Ah, the students in the middle were so poor that they were beaten inside. On the basketball court, everyone gathered around the man with the basketball, waiting for him to pass the ball.
A lot of people came to help on the seesaw, and everyone exhausted their whole strength. It seems that several people have changed on the swing, and I am very happy.
The line under the slide is too noisy, which encloses the whole slide. After a while, there were bursts of laughter in the class. The students are in full swing, some move tables, some clean up the podium, and some boys are mopping the floor hard.
There seems to be something wrong with the girl sweeping the floor. She can't help Qi Xin drive the rubbish out of the classroom, but she is playing with those brooms in an interesting way. When Mr. Lei saw this scene, he flew into a rage and frowned, his eyebrows and eyes crowded together, and his nose wrinkled like a staircase that could go straight to the top of his head.
Her beautiful lips are high enough to hang an oil pot. Teacher Lei is busy greeting his "lover"-Liu.
Hey! "Ginger is still old and spicy." Before long, he cleaned up some rubbish. The first floor is a gourmet area, and mouth-watering snacks, desserts, vegetables, aquatic products and fruits are all on the shelves.
I was so excited that I ran to the fruit section and took my favorite golden oranges, round grapes and round watermelons, and filled my shopping cart without hesitation. Mom was dumbfounded.
Ha! I winked at my mother and stuck out my tongue. Who told my mother that I was in charge today? Mother pretended to be helpless and shook her head.
Then we came to the vegetable area and meat area, where the cabbage is fresh and tender, the spinach is green and dripping, the red cabbage moss shines brightly, and the red pepper is extremely bright. Attractive colors make you want to stop, so I ruthlessly filled the vegetable basket with vegetables of all colors. Finally, we came to the clothing area, where the clothes can be described as various.
Some stood demurely, some were polite, and some lay coquettishly in the arms of their new owners. I didn't buy anything this time because my mother bought me a new dress.
6. In the afternoon, I met Niu Niu, and we sat on the floor and talked enthusiastically. After all, since the placement, we haven't had many opportunities to talk confidentially, so our chat is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it has developed into a small meeting.
We tell each other jokes, gossip and talk about the latest situation. Anyway, it was at our age, not at our age. Everyone spent a pleasant afternoon in the deafening March.
7. As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the students rushed to the cleaning utensils storage to get the cleaning utensils. Everyone took the tools they needed and began to work with all their might.
While we were sweeping the floor, the mopping students went to wash the mop. We had just finished sweeping the floor when our classmates came back.
The water dripping from the mop in their hands is crystal clear The street is crowded with people, and everyone is smiling.
Young people are walking in groups in the street. They wear MP3 players, listen to music and can't help singing along.
Some young people are talking and laughing, and their laughter has been echoing in the street. The old people sat quietly on long chairs with crutches and bathed in warm sunshine. Really comfortable! The children are jumping and jumping, especially greedy, as long as they hear someone shouting, "mutton kebabs!" " Mutton kebabs! "Smelling the attractive fragrance, I couldn't help but let my parents buy a bunch, so I bought it! 9. Of course, the most spectacular thing is the fireworks at night.
Some fireworks are put into the sky like blooming chrysanthemums, some fireworks are put into the sky like small circles, and then they are enlarged round and round like water waves. The color of each circle is different! Some fireworks are scattered like fountains ... all kinds of colorful fireworks are intertwined, one after another, colorful, dressing up the night sky like a brightly lit palace, very beautiful ... 10, the so-called "there is no tiger in the mountain, and the monkey is called the king". At this point, the classroom seemed to explode and boil.
Oh, it's really classy. Ren Junjie, the king of idols, showed his talent, but the only fly in the ointment was that there was no equipment, and everything seemed simple. Ren Junjie took a broom as a guitar and a highlighter as a microphone, and began to perform. He cleared his throat to show that he was ready to meet his best friend.
Look at that old man floating around like a ghost. "In your heart, fly freely ..." Oh, really full of pride. Lao Han is short, like a flea in the crowd. He sings more and more. He closes his eyes and is narcissistic, just like a victorious general walking through the Arc de Triomphe.
"Thank you ..." Narcissism made his voice loud. He tossed his head and assumed a cool posture.
His "die-hard fans" were very excited, and the cheers and booing pushed the ten minutes between classes to * * *.
7. Writing, writing autumn with sensory techniques and feeling autumn.
If spring is a newborn baby, as Mr. Zhu Ziqing said in his essay Spring, then I think summer should be a vibrant teenager, autumn should be a stable middle-aged person, and winter should be a kind old man.
In my opinion, the most distinctive of the four seasons is autumn. In autumn, there is no wonderful scene of freezing thousands of miles in winter, no bright future in spring, no cicada singing in summer. But autumn has her refreshing autumn wind and fragrant osmanthus.
Autumn is the harvest season. Standing by the field and looking around, a vivid "Harvest figure in autumn" will come into your eyes: in the field, sorghum blushes and rice bends; At the edge of the field, the straight fruit of the fruit tree is ripe, just waiting for the farmer's uncle to pick it; Under the tree, the farmer's uncle put down his sickle, wiped his hard sweat with a towel, smiled at the harvested fields and enjoyed the harvest.
The scenery in autumn is very beautiful. We can understand it from the words used by literati to describe autumn, such as "autumn wind is cool" and "lush foliage", but this is not enough. Appreciation in real life is more poetic. If you want to look for autumn, I suggest you go for a walk in the Woods and choose a sunny afternoon. Because this time can make you feel the breath of autumn best. At this time, I am walking alone on the quiet forest path, the autumn wind blows, the autumn sun shines, and Lin Tao's voice; Smelling the charming chrysanthemum fragrance and watching the golden leaves on the tree fall with the wind can't help but remind you of the poem in Huang Chao's The Last Chrysanthemum: When September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill the flowers after bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.
Autumn is not only beautiful, but also full of philosophy. Middle age is the golden age of life. During this period, people can freely fly their dreams and hopes, and strive for their own ideals and goals to meet their own lives. If people don't work hard at this time and don't sow their hopes, then it is difficult to have a good harvest in their lives.
I am now in the early summer of my life, and the autumn of my life is still far away from me. But can I relax and wait until the autumn of my life to fight? No, you can't. Now I will continue to fight, lay a good foundation for the autumn of my life, and lay a good foundation for the four parts of my life: celebrating spring-exploring summer-fighting for autumn-enjoying winter.