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A composition with ancient poems
The poor partridge flew to the south of the tree. The south branch is sunny and the north branch is frosty. "I remember when I was very young, I was often forced to recite famous Tang poems; As soon as I couldn't recite it, my parents slapped the table rudely: "Where is your heart?" "Come back!" I was shocked by the fierce faces of my parents, but tears could only flow to my heart-"Don't cry! Come back! " Mother's bamboo board hit the table with a bang. You can imagine how much I hated Li Bai and Du Fu at that time, and even "hated" my house and my house. "Why? Why don't you burn books and bury Confucianism now? " So, in my young mind, I instinctively expressed disgust at ancient poetry-"I never want to see you again!" " "
When I was in junior high school, I only dealt with a few friends-a rustic old man, a foreign-style Miss Ying, and the mysterious Mr. Li. Maybe it's because I have a strong knowledge of Chinese. My reading level of classical Chinese is in my class, no, it has always been one of the best in the whole school. This time, I love my family, I love dogs, and I am particularly interested in classical Chinese. "Have friends come from afar, joy? ..... "I remember this is the first time in my life that I smiled at the" old enemy "who embarrassed me countless times. No, I'm sorry, it should be "old friend". With the first grade, there will be fifteen. Since then, I have been out of control and plunged into ancient poetry like a bookworm. Looking at the traces left by childhood, my heart suddenly felt sour, and tears brushed down like a rainstorm. "Three hundred Tang Poems" has long been eaten by rats, and "folk poems" have been riddled with holes by moths ... Faced with this "horrible" scene, I shook my head helplessly and muttered, "I love you, really, 100% love you ..."-For the first time in my life, I said something hidden in my heart to the poem.
The years are ruthless, and I entered high school with infinite nostalgia for my childhood. In the intense study life, I certainly have no time to take care of those "old acquaintances"; However, "it is predestined to meet thousands of miles away", I didn't expect that I not only had the opportunity to accept the nourishment of "old rain", but also had the opportunity to accept the edification of "new knowledge". The mole drank the river, but he was full. " I chanted loudly, immersed in the essence of the old saying, "I won't give up, in order to bury horses;" I won't give up my identity, just to bury the dog. "I am addicted to the way of sages. ...
"Pretend to be indifferent, don't want to think of you … tell me where the starry sky is, whether there is an end there … let you know that I love you." I silently sang "Star Language Wish", bless you-ancient poetry! Did you hear that? The essence of my Chinese culture? !
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