Good words and sentences in Selected Works of Bing Xin and the feeling after reading them.

Good words and sentences: 1. I haven't seen the reunion moon since World Night in the Pacific Ocean. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, I stopped at the comfortable ice lake. From dusk until late at night, I saw more and more dark clouds and the lake looked gloomy. It's another 30 days, and the autumn rain is continuous. Forty-five nights have passed in the rain, and I have forgotten the bright moon! After dinner tonight, she came to see me, even talked about the cool scenery, and even pushed the window-the Woods and grass outside the window were like a layer of frost. "The moon is out!" Surprised, we put on our coats and went to the lake. 5. Leave traces in the twists and turns, and step on the wet autumn grass to be soft and silent. 6. Go down the slope and the lake is at your feet. Her coat covered mine, and we sat down silently, feeling the slight coolness of autumn. 7. The moon is not very clear. Surrounded by haze, the mountains are greener and the water is whiter. 8. The lake is as light as brocade. There are one or two stars twinkling in the distance across the river. Laughter was faintly heard in the middle of the lake. A small boat, carrying two people, drifted slowly from the light fog to the depths of the forest shadow. 9. Looking back at her, she is looking at me, too. In the moonlight, her eyes are painted, her hair is like dark clouds, and her face is piled with gentle smiles from the East. What a pity! We can only talk in western languages. 10. She talked about how she brought a lot of flowers home from the wild ten years ago when the morning dew was still at zero. -How barefoot, a large group of children holding hands, dancing on the grass, accompanied by the most gentle and lovely piano sound. 1 1. I think it's the feather fairy. How much I like work. In the summer evening breeze, I flicked a needle on the porch, thinking about the words in the book I just read ... these words are full of poetry, and I can only smile. 12. Gradually deepen: talk about the liveliness of western girls and the gentleness of oriental girls; Speaking of philosophy and friends, it caused a long discussion. "Light friendship is like water", which is our unanimous conclusion. Still uncomfortable! -I wandered for a while, and there was a loud thunder outside the window. Then it rained heavily, and it rained harder and harder. The red-violet flower was scattered by dense raindrops. Under the empty sky, I dare not go down the stairs or think about it.

The rain did not subside, but red-violet did not waver. Raindrops kept beating, only on the brave and kind lotus leaf, some weak water droplets gathered.

Mom! You are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the rain in my heart is coming. Except you, who is the shade under my unobstructed sky?

———— Excerpted from the lotus leaf. Mom.

Good words:

Flowers bloom and fall, pink and willow green, full of spring scenery, full of spring, magnificent, stormy, fleeting, and crowded with people —————————————— Excerpted from "For Young Readers"

At this time, it is refreshing and peaceful, such as going to the celestial world and returning to my hometown. San Xiao, who appeared in front of me, melted for a while and could not see the harmony of love for a while. So, you fell into infinite reverie, and you saw peace in front of you. "When I went to the fairyland, I returned to my hometown." In a trance, you find truth, goodness and beauty-the highest state that people pursue. The night at sea is soft, silent and dreamy. I look at many stars I know, and I seem to see them winking at me, and I seem to hear them whispering. At this time, I forgot everything. In the arms of the stars, I fell asleep laughing. I feel like a child, sleeping in my mother's arms now.

Now at sea, facing the stars every night, I know them very well. I lay on the deck and looked up at the sky. There are countless stars hanging in the dark blue sky. The ship is moving, and so are the stars. They're so low, they're really shaky! Gradually, my eyes blurred, and I seemed to see countless fireflies flying around me. The night at sea is soft, silent and dreamy. I look at many stars I know, and I seem to see them winking at me, and I seem to hear them whispering. At this time, I forgot everything. In the arms of the stars, I fell asleep laughing. I feel like a child, sleeping in my mother's arms now. In my spare time, I read Springs with Stars, and I was deeply touched. The author of this book is Bing Xin, a famous modern female writer. Her original name is Xie Wanying, and she is from Changle, Fujian. Bing Xin is a patriotic talented woman full of literary flavor. "Spring Water Stars" is a collection of poems compiled by her.

Passionate love

In this collection of poems, Bing Xin takes maternal love, innocence and praise for nature as the theme. Female writer Xing Linzi once said: "Nothing but love me!" Indeed, when you have love, you don't need anything else, because you have everything. Bing Xin accepts maternal love and praises it at the same time. She loves everything about nature.

Bing Xin's poems are so simple, but every word contains such a profound meaning, and many poems also show deep praise for maternal love. From Bing Xin's poems, I realized that a person loves everything, and she (he) is beautiful and happy; When a person is loved by everything, she (he) will live comfortably. And for both, she (he) is happy.

The principle of ice heart

The word "Bing Xin" is as elegant, beautiful and extraordinary as her people. Just like her poems, there are many philosophies in the light and elegant writing. A "weak grass! Be proud, only you generally decorate the world. " Tell us that the grass is small, but the world needs your embellishment. Another sentence, "young man, describe it carefully. Time is turning the page. Please write. " Tell us to cherish time, do what we should do, and write your achievements and glory in the book of time. In a word, we can always learn a lot from Bing Xin's poems.

Pure and quiet beauty, it seems very kind to read these poems, because Bing Xin expresses the purest, purest and most natural things in nature in elegant poems, without any artificial modification, without adding any gorgeous words, with a touch of gentle sadness or some deep inner beauty: under the bright eyes, green leaves are like clouds and white clothes are like snow. How touching! Not to mention the night of separation. In that poem, the poet's love for life is full, which is the reappearance of her innocent heart.

After reading this collection of poems, I found it beautiful, not only beautiful but also sad. How beautiful the world under Bing Xin's poems is! agree