Lyricism is also a common and commonly used style in writing. Let's share some lyric compositions with you, hoping to help you.
About Lyric Composition 1
I am walking on the moonlit path with anxiety and confusion.
I came to a meadow, and a bright full moon peeped out from behind the deserted weiyun, which made me feel a little sad. The moon rose into the sky from behind the clouds, revealing the quiet moonlight. I stood on the grass and looked up at the faint moon. The clear light of the moon fell on my shoulders, and I felt a little cold. Looking at the quiet moonlight, I became more confused, but my worries suddenly disappeared. The moon rose higher and higher, and remained motionless in the air. The faint weiyun knitted a scarf for the moon. I stared at the moon and couldn't help thinking of my distant relatives.
I just looked at the bright, slightly sad moon and was silent for a long time in my thoughts. Suddenly, a piano sound came from a small room next to me. I walked over gently. The piano sound floated out of the window one after another, beating gently around the house, and finally drifted away in the night breeze. I was fascinated and quietly looked in from the window. Ah! It turned out to be a little black cat. It paced up and down on the keys and played beautiful notes.
I don't know when the piano broke. When I came to my senses, I saw a black cat squatting on the piano, staring at me with glowing green eyes, and then climbing the tree in front of the house with brisk steps, staring at the moon, revealing unspeakable sadness. Late at night, I was looking back at the treetops. The black cat had disappeared. There were small footprints on the ground, extending into the distance, leaving only the beautiful and bright moon hanging in the air. Looking at this beautiful and bright moon, I can't help but sigh that there are too many troubles and worries in the world. Who has ever had real happiness?
About lyric composition 2
Tonight, this full moon is quiet and beautiful, but it seems that she has unspeakable loneliness. Just like me, my heart is empty and I have an indescribable taste. I don't know why, maybe it's because of it:
It's a lovely Labrador, and it was only two months old when it came to my house. It is very clever. I teach it to sit and lie, and it will learn it once or twice. It is also very human. I remember once when I cried, it wandered around me uneasily and licked the tears off my face with its tongue. However, soon after I bought it back, it became seriously ill. At that time, I stayed with it, comforting it and encouraging it. As I expected, it overcame the disease. However, the good times didn't last long, maybe it was the root of the disease. When it was almost one year old, it suffered from very serious canine distemper.
So, my parents and I took it to almost all the pet hospitals in Dongguan, and all we got was the heads and sighs of the pet doctors. That day, I went online to seek a cure for canine distemper, and I accidentally came across the sentence, "If you really can't cure the dog's disease, let it be euthanized. The process of fighting the disease is very painful." Suddenly, my tears fell down, which is how reluctant I am.
After our family discussed it again, we finally decided to euthanize it. Although we were extremely sad, we were even more saddened to see it curled up in the corner and twitching in pain.
On the bus to the hospital, I gently touched its head. I can't imagine that this is the last time it lies on my lap. Tears, so silently falling, dripping on its head. He felt it, and tried to wipe the tears off my face with his tongue as before. However, he tried his best, but he couldn't stand up again. I couldn't help it any longer and burst into tears without scruple.
when I got to the hospital, I carried it on the operating table, which was covered with white cloth, so dazzling. I couldn't bear to watch any more. I escaped from the hospital and sat on the steps in front of the hospital, trying to raise my head to prevent tears from bursting out again. At that time, dark clouds floated by and covered the bright moon.
After about 3 minutes, I entered the hospital. I thought it had died peacefully. Unexpectedly, it was still with its big eyes open, as if looking forward to something. I ran over, picked it up and kissed its head gently. I felt that it took a deep breath ...
The day it died was its first birthday.
Although this moon is quiet and beautiful, I dare not look up and admire her, because as soon as I see it, I think of its big eyes. Tears fall again, but I lack it to help me lick my tears ...
About lyric composition 3
Growing up is a beautiful dream, with the same age, the same mood and the same loneliness ... It's just that we are different, looking for our own sky on different roads ...-Inscription
Flowers that grow only after experiencing wind, frost and snow.
the lotus is finally in bloom.
Like a slim girl, her white petals are inlaid with a little pink smiling face, and the breeze blows gently, the "girl" turns around, charms the country and is drunk all over the world. I was so fascinated by the hopeless grief that I slowed down my steps.
The gentle breeze is slowly blowing, and all the "girls" are swaying gracefully. I can't help but stretch out my hand to caress this beautiful girl, but the "girls" seem to be shy, and the petals are flushed, and the open and graceful hands are carved like amber, slightly covering the clear cheeks. In this way, The delicate and tender posture of the "girl" is more and more pitiful.
I was fascinated by it. I waved my hands and gently pulled the water to dance with her. The calm water was suddenly rippling, and the "girl" dance became more and more energetic. Suddenly, I only saw a girl dancing on the water and smiling at me!
I looked at it with ecstasy, but I accidentally picked up a handful of mud in my hand. I was shocked. Is this a "girl" who can be called a national beauty growing on such disgusting dirt? I looked at the "girl" swimming in the mud with suspicion.
There was a breeze in Xu Lai, and the lotus flowers on the ground nodded frequently. I thought I heard them shouting, "Yes! Yes! " Beauty and the environment are the same! Only by taking root in harsh environment can we have fragrant beauty. "I looked down and savored, and the previous unhappiness was swept away. My fist is clenched, my whole body seems to be full of strength, and I understand that the environment is not important to my development direction.
On a summer day, "Lotus", who was born in the mud, taught me the profound meaning of "getting out of the mud without dyeing" with her slight whisper.
Growth is colorful and flavorful, and it can't be smooth sailing, but with it, you will have a colorful life.
The teaching of Lotus has made me suddenly enlightened. With new motivation, I will bring hope and struggle to the new direction of "another village with a bright future"-to fight for wealth!
About lyric composition 4
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs." I don't know when, you have quietly climbed to the top of the tree, lining the night sky like black velvet, looking softer and more crystal clear, like a white jade plate embedded in the sky, like a crystal ball hanging high in the sky.
although I didn't appreciate your charming style carefully, your charming image still left me an indelible impression, which I can't forget for a long time.
the moon! How many poets sing praises for you, and how many painters splash ink on you.
Homesick wanderers have also evoked memories of the past under your infinite tender gaze, and they can't help but burst into tears, and homesickness suddenly welled up in their hearts. You are like a graceful beauty, fascinating; It is also like a shy and timid girl, which makes people's feelings upside down. People paint colors for you, weave countless sad legends for you, and think that you are a symbol of beauty. Although Armstrong unveiled your hidden veil and shattered everything, it didn't reduce my love for you and my feelings that I can't give up.
how many vicissitudes of life have you experienced? You have seen countless ways of the world.
I wonder if Li Bai and Du Fu invited you to join us in your quiet splendor. I wonder if Chang 'e flew away in the wind in your bright light and stayed with you from now on.
Your departure means the end of a long night and the birth of a brilliant day.
I look up at you again, and I seem to see the touching smile on your tender face in the bright light.
About lyric composition 5
Snow, such a distant word.
So fluttering, falling from the air, without a trace of unnecessary action, but revealing a cold and cold breath, an elegant state of mind.
Xue, meet you again. You have reduced the chill a little, and I have lost some of my youth.
Looking forward to you and your fearless smile; Waiting for you, waiting for you to dance in the moonlight with white wings; Looking at you, watching you go by moonlight, the gorgeous back is heartbreaking.
Leaning against the window, watching the fearless you, the gorgeous you landing in the vast fog. That piece of snow-white is your cloak that falls with the wind. Looking at you, the corners of my eyes quietly slip through a few tears. Not for anything else, but for you-finally, here you are ...
You have a pure face, and the silvery white snow is your flowing long hair. You gently slipped from the leaves on the roof, took a rest on the bloodless land for a while, and with your gentle hands, touched my cheeks, my hair scattered by the wind.
The numb hand picked up a cup of freshly boiled milk, and your mood has been fluctuated by your pure jade finger. Breathe out a few wisps of white gas in your mouth and stop at the window. White gasification into a few strands of water vapor, floating towards the flawless you. In the cold wind, it turned into a few small, unremarkable ice flowers, and disappeared ...
Snow, though perishable and helpless, is rare and rare, but it can come and go in a gorgeous way in a warm country. Although I stayed for a short time, I tried not to let any audience regret it.
finally, I couldn't help it. Looking out the window at you who are weak, I can't help it. In the eyes, something is running like water, but it can't flow down, and it can't flow down ...
At this time, I want to rush down and give you a hug! However, it is too late. At that time, as a child, I could never come back.
it's late, it's late. I can only look at you outside the window, and that silent look makes people feel sad. Next year, wait for me ...
The last sip of hot milk was swallowed in my throat, and my heart melted, and it was snowy. It also changed ...
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