Why bother looking for poetry? In fact, it's right next to you.
When you listen carefully to the sound of autumn rain knocking on the window, it sounds like a string playing evenly and beautifully; When you stroll along the mountain path and linger in the warm spring, "flowers are like embroidery and grass is like grass"; When the face that recorded the wind, frost, rain and snow for a lifetime smiled; When the young mother kisses the lovely little face in her arms ... it seems that every corner of life is full of poetry. Perhaps, people are surrounded by poetic space before they can understand the connotation and mystery of "poetry".
Poetry cannot be expressed in words. You have to feel deeply with your heart, so that your inner feelings and ideological realm can be infinitely invested and soared. Wang Wei's Autumn Night in a Mountain exudes elegant poetry, while A Bing's Two Springs Reflecting the Moon is full of sad poetry. The love poem of Titanic gives people a kind of soul-shaking and surging power, while the willow branches on the moon make people meet at dusk is beautiful and delicate. The Red Mansion is poetic, the West Building is poetic, the Queqiao Tanabata is poetic, and the Eighteen Pavilions are poetic ... How many people, from truth to goodness to beauty, have embraced poetry.
Such as flawless rough jade, such as elegant notes, poetry cultivates people's temperament, washes people's hearts and sublimates people's inner beauty. Being intoxicated in the poetry of life should be the best enjoyment. May more people lose their childlike innocence, explore the true meaning of life and feel the poetry of life.
Poetic life
Looking up into Nanshan, chrysanthemums are fragrant and clouds are wrapped in fog. My eyes are full of joy. Although the autumn wind blows hard, I still feel fresh and ethereal when I step into the mountains. An old man in the mountain, with a hoe on his back, was swaying in the fog and floating in the poem mountain.
"Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely." Weng Tao is fearless, taking chrysanthemum as his friend and Nanshan as his companion. Although he is worldly and noisy, he has long forgotten that "building a house is human, but there are no horses and chariots." When you ask what you can do, your heart is far away from yourself. " His heart is long gone, how can it be contaminated with mortal dust? His poems have long been idyllic, how can they be contaminated with secularism?
After reading Weng Tao's poems, we saw the beautiful countryside and felt the life without desire. His poems are fresh and elegant, but there is also a kind of detachment that makes people feel. Life should be as simple and clear as an idyll, but it should be easy and unforgettable.
Turning and stepping into the society, the war is raging, the lives are ruined, and the national luck is at stake. Although the fields are green, they are full of broken walls. After the storm, an elderly man with a sad face, with lightning speed, wrote a shocking work, but also expressed sympathy for the dawn of the world.
"Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead!" Du Zimei's "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells" only describe cool rivers and mountains, and also describe ordinary people whose lives are worse than death. In the war, Zi Mei's life was like a poem he wrote about the people. "There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which makes the poor all over the world happy." This is his call, his wish and his lifelong pursuit.
Reading Zimei's poems is to taste his life, and Zimei's life is a life without asking for anything from himself. His poems are unpretentious, but they give people a kind of spiritual shock. His poems are full of struggle and anxiety, and also full of pain to people all over the world. In fact, shouldn't life be like modern poetry? You can shine without rhetoric.
Life can have a detached life like Weng Tao, so it is unnecessary and secular. Life can be as beautiful as a child. You care about people's lives, so you don't want anything from yourself. Similarly, if you don't want anything, you can either live in Nanshan and enjoy your family, or live on earth and experience the vicissitudes of life. Just like their poems, one is fresh and elegant, the other is unpretentious.
Walking around in the mountains of poetry, reading not only beautiful poems, but also colorful life. Weng Tao retired as an official, while Zi Mei was an official and worried about the people. Taibai is in and out of love, and Dongpo is sick and heroic.
Experience the charm and feelings of life.
Read poetry and vicissitudes of life.
Taste poetry, poetry is still there, and life is there.
I sat in the pavilion and looked at all kinds of lotus flowers. I just feel deeply attracted by the lotus in front of me-a little shy, with fresh and lovely pink buds. Some just bloomed, and several butterflies couldn't wait to get in. The oval stamens inside are about an inch long. The blooming lotus is as white, tender, sweet, pure and lovely as a baby's smiling face. What about the bustling lotus before? Although the petals have withered, the lotus still stands in the lotus leaf, which is covered with emerald-like green particles, which are the seeds of new life. From a distance, the lotus is like a big family, with generations living under one roof. These scenes constitute a poetic "summer lotus map".
Looking at this wonderful scene, I was deeply intoxicated with it, as if I had become a lotus flower, dancing under the breeze. I sat in the pavilion, enjoying the beautiful scenery that only exists between heaven and earth, while savoring the aging of the Millennium. I didn't think I would be so drunk. After only a few drinks, I was so drunk that I couldn't sit still. I just feel like I'm on cloud nine, as if I'm in a fairyland on earth. I feel like a fairy again!
3. meaningful and interesting things in life, write a 300-word poem composition, everyone is trapped in life, so no one can really judge life. But I want to know, what kind of life is really meaningful? I'm sure someone will think I'm contradictory. As I said, no one can see life clearly. How can we talk about a "meaningful life"? But I think that even if we can't judge life, we can still feel it. A meaningful life should be full. After all, if your life is idle all day, its essence becomes empty. What's the point? A meaningful life should be rich, because richness is not enough. To fill life with enough things and make it meaningful, it needs those precious memories, just like pearls. A meaningful life should be interesting. Do you think you will be happy if you are strict and demanding every day?
If there is no happiness from the depths of the soul, how can you make it meaningful and make you smile whenever you recall it? A meaningful life is more meaningful because meaning is inherent. If life is straightforward, then it cannot have the mystery of "meaning". So, it seems that my life has become a cup of plain water, which is always calm and waveless. And what can be done to make this cup of boiling water no longer static? Since a meaningful life is to be full and rich, don't let time slip through your fingers easily.
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.
5. Write a composition of 600 words early according to the poem "The Creation Background of Baidicheng" (one of the quotations).
In the spring of the second year of Tang Suzong (AD 759), Li Bai was exiled by the emperor because of the case of Li Lin in Wang Yong. When Li Bai went to Baidicheng via Sichuan, he suddenly received a pardon letter from the emperor. Li Bai was pleasantly surprised and immediately rowed the boat to Jiangling. So the title of this poem is also called Xiajiangling. This poem describes the author's joy and carefree mood at that time.
So:
In the second year of Gan Yuan (AD 759), Mr. Li Bai was determined to kill thieves and didn't understand politics. Wrong into the Wang Yong lilin shogunate, the result didn't and an Shi rebellion, Shi Siming's sons to play a game, just because there are other centers, and ate the hook! Be demoted to yelang. (that is, the name that Guizhou and Hunan are now vying for), fortunately, the ancient traffic was underdeveloped, and I went to Baidicheng, Sichuan, where Liu Bei died, and the emperor gave me an Amnesty, haha! The poet fairy is alive again!
Friends are here, let's celebrate! Drink it! Will enter the wine! Seeing that there was still hope for his career, after drinking, Comrade Li Bai got on the boat and went down to Jiangling to see if there was any further development. As a result, after drinking all night, I got on the boat in the fog and fell into the cabin, sleeping soundly. I didn't wake up from thirst on the road, but I fell asleep. I didn't leave the cabin until the ship stopped, huh? Here we are!
Great! Write a poem to celebrate:
Say goodbye to the colorful clouds in Baidicheng-the mist in the morning is dizzy like colorful clouds, and the clouds are dizzy!
It's so fast to go back to Jiangling a thousand miles a day, especially when you are drunk and sleeping!
The apes on both sides of the strait kept crying-they didn't leave the cabin, only heard the apes crying!
The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man-I didn't see the mountain, I overslept, hehe!
Brewmaster, the immortality of poetry and sword!
Pure hand tour, encourage it!