1 Poetry is a treasure left by the ancients. It records the thoughts and feelings of the ancients and expresses their views in beautiful language. I remember when I was a child, my mother taught me to recite Silent Night Thinking. Mother chanted: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. I cheated, too: there is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Is there frost already? Under the patient guidance of my mother, I gently knocked on the door of poetry. From then on, poetry was like a part of my life, which made me thrive in the world of truth, goodness and beauty. I can't live without poetry.
I can't live without poetry, which makes me realize the truth of being a man and doing things. At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. These two poems make me deeply realize that it is not easy for farmers to farm, and I feel guilty for my leftovers. Teenagers don't know how to study hard, and Bai Shoufang studies late. Let me know how to cherish the good times of youth, learn more knowledge and make my life more exciting and meaningful. Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces. Let me know that I can't look at things one-sidedly, and learn to observe and think from multiple angles.
I can't live without poetry, which makes me proud as a Chinese son and daughter. The nine gates of heaven penetrate the palace and its courtyards, and many countries bow their heads to the crown of pearls, how prosperous the Tang Dynasty is; Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills. What heroic revolutionary heroism; It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. There is a dark snow-capped mountain in Qinghai, with long white clouds and a lonely city looking at Yumenguan. In the cruel war, what an admirable heroic feeling! I finally understand from these poems that we are so happy to live in such a peaceful and prosperous era, and we should thank our motherland for giving us such a beautiful home. What reason do I have not to work hard? I should study wholeheartedly to make our motherland better!
I can't live without poetry, which makes me feel the beauty of nature. Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. Write the first warm and cold in spring; When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Write about the splendor of the river reflected by Xia Hong at sunrise; The next day, the sky was infinitely blue and the lotus flowers were of different colors. I wrote a beautiful poem of the lotus pond in summer, which made me indulge in the beautiful scenery of nature.
Let's knock on the door of poetry and enjoy learning in the ocean of poetry!
When my mother taught me to read poetry, I knocked on a 600-word poem composition and said inarticulate, "My foot of the bed is so bright, can it have frost?" "This is the earliest poem I learned. When I was older, my mother asked me to recite the words: "Do you know, do you know, it should be green, fat, red and thin?" Then came a modern poem: "quietly, I left, just as I came quietly." A Farewell to Cambridge by Xu Zhimo is the first modern poem I know.
Then I went to primary school and wanted to write a composition. As we all know, my composition was not very good when I was a child. My mother taught me, "You have to imagine what you want to write, just like reading a poem." I nodded and sat alone on the sofa. "I drank a pot of wine in the flower." No one is with me. Until I raised my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. " I put this scene in my mind like a movie, and I used it when I wrote my composition.
In the third and fourth grades, the teacher asked us to borrow something to express our feelings, which made me dumbfounded. I asked my mother, "What should I do?" Mother smiled and said, "You see, poets often use things and scenery to express their feelings, especially China's ancient poems. You can learn! " Oh, I see. I ran to the bookcase and dug up 300 Tang poems and 300 Song poems. Sure enough, there are many such sentences: "How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward. " This is Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who used ginger to express her sadness. "Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." "Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure." These are Li Qingzhao's graceful words of remembering her husband by borrowing flowers; "Peach blossoms fall, idle pool pavilion." This is a famous sentence in Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix ... I see, I began to write with a pen, and my thoughts poured out like a spring, and I learned another way to write.
When I was in the fifth and sixth grade, I read a lot of poems, and it was easy to find some poems to use in the article: "It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake with the West Lake." ..... These poems can always add a lot of finishing touches to my articles.
After a hard day at home, I found a little poem and read it several times, and my fatigue disappeared immediately. It seems that I have put a lot of energy into my homework.
I walked in the ocean of poems and picked up those wonderful poems, which added a little spirit to my composition. How beautiful it is! ...
The theme of Unit 6 is to knock on the door of poetry. In order to let us know more about poetry, the teacher took us into the world of millions of people with poetry, and I also knew the importance of poetry.
At first, the teacher typed the classification of poems on the screen, and we also played a small game. Only then did we understand that there are so many kinds of poems: pastoral scenery, lyrical scenery and homesickness. Then, we enjoyed the teacher's doggerel. The teacher has the habit of keeping a diary. I like her diary best because it makes me feel deja vu.
Besides, we were once a little poet. Under the guidance of the teacher, I racked my brains to write a song to the alarm clock, the content of which I kept secret first, and the students wrote well. I remember someone wrote "To Xiao Qiang" and Zi Xuan wrote "Mountain Forest". She wrote the hazy features of the mountains in her own way. To my surprise, someone wrote a hateful homework, but I agree with it. This poem made the whole class laugh.
In the last remaining time, we discussed poetry together. After listening to my poem, they all thought that I wrote the nature of an alarm clock. We are still trying to recite ancient poems and discuss the fun together. Many interested students are still customizing their own poetry collections. Some students are drawing beautiful illustrations for their poems, while others are reciting ancient poems. We swim in the ocean of poetry together and feel the happiness and enlightenment brought by poetry.
The students still don't want to leave until class is over. Even after they left, they still remembered the happiness with poetry.
Through this comprehensive study, I got the classification of poetry. The teacher's poems let me know that poetry can also be very interesting. I used to know poetry was boring. Now that I have learned to write poetry, I must publish a collection of my own poems and songs in the future.
I have benefited a lot from this comprehensive study and will never forget it.