[25709 1] Li Literature Society of February, No.1 Middle School, Dongying City, Shandong Province/Class 6, grade 0, kloc-0.
It's too early to know you, but when I met you, more than ten years passed in a blink of an eye.
When I was four years old, I recited your infinite thoughts in a carefree and immature voice: "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, and I suddenly remembered home." At that time, I was very interested in your poems, because those poems I didn't quite understand could get compliments from others. At that time, I knew who you were, "a great poet!" " "-my mother asked me and I answered.
Yes, you are a great poet, but you are not very popular. In primary school, there were sixty people in the class, and no one said that your favorite poet was you. When I am twelve, I will recite your poems again, so I won't hear any more compliments. Who can't recite "Until, raise my cup, I ask the moon"? You are no longer a great poet, but a synonym for "pop". In junior high school, I am full of petty bourgeoisie feelings and will not pay attention to you. At that time, all I talked about was the gentle singing of Nalan Rong Ruo, and I didn't even think your name was beautiful.
Now that I think about it, I am the superficial and vulgar person, but I don't understand your passion. The word "Li Bai" is magnificent and has become a poem.
For me at the age of fifteen, you have become a god. At that time, I realized in hindsight that your life was not just "sinking back, I suddenly thought of home". I have read your domineering attitude of "singing songs and laughing, getting drunk, and looking down on princes", your lofty sentiments of "one day, you can't stay yesterday" and your open-mindedness. I'm walking slowly towards you. I'll follow you to see the waterfalls and the Yellow River entering the sea, never to return. I saw you go out with a smile, smiling. Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to a high-ranking person? You are a god. But I can't write a beautiful sentence to praise you, and I can't say a unique chapter to miss you, "Spring trees in the north of Wei River, sunset clouds in the east of Jiang River". I can only look up to you, but I can't get close to you.
When you finally shed your gorgeous coat, 17 years old, I finally approached you and read your heart. I saw his city hidden from my melancholy heart in your "since God gave talent, let it be employed!" " And I saw your lonely back when you watched your friend leave. You have changed from a fallen fairy to a real person with emotions. I finally understand the tears in your eyes when you "hold up my cup and I ask the bright moon". You are just a frustrated and lonely person, that's all.
At the age of seventeen, I couldn't help but burst into tears when I reread the poem "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" that I knew by heart ten years ago. In the end, the only one who can't get tired of seeing it is Jingting Mountain. For more than ten years, I have walked towards you step by step and approached you. I want to sit quietly with you, watch Qian Shan, indulge in wine and watch the world together. In that case, if you are lonely, you won't lead a drunken life and die in Xuancheng.
I searched for a thousand years and found your heart through the immortal poems on the yellowed paper. I approached you leisurely, and you were so far away from me, but so close.
(Instructor: liu junhua)
short review
The furthest distance is not a thousand years apart, but yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn. The author tells the story of the poet Li Bai's emotional change from understanding to disgust to hope, and finally "reading", from which we feel the author's growing love for literature and see the author's growth as a person. "Because I know, I am merciful", and I have tasted all the flavors of life. The young writers who eventually grew up not only found Li Bai's "poetic heart", but also found their own heart.
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