Lyric essay "Azalea Blossoms" is written in an anthropomorphic way, and uses the writing skills of combining azaleas with the bumpy road of life to describe colorful and powerful azaleas. It is not afraid of the cold and heat, and does not give up on itself because it has lost nourishing water, but chooses to live strongly. After nine years of hard work, when the spring of life comes, the glory of life will bloom again, and an extraordinary experience in life will be expressed, which will make people sigh and remember. The article compares people with flowers and expresses ambition with things, which has profound implications.
The narrative "My Hometown Luomengtang" has a good theme and describes the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in my hometown under the correct leadership of the Party. The story is touching, especially the beautiful legend, which deeply touches people's hearts. This article is concise, beautiful and full of flavor, and it won the first prize in the 20 15 "China Love" National Poetry and Prose Competition. Click and have a look when you are free.
The emotional essay Autumn in the Suburb describes that the protagonist was exiled to the suburbs by the provincial authorities, and he felt desperate. As a result, he expressed his feelings with scenery and things, lamenting that the prospect is like autumn, the leaves begin to fall, and the future is slim. But after living in the suburbs for a period of time, I feel that the autumn in the suburbs is not as lost as I thought, but full of elegant scenes. The poetic pastoral life in the suburbs deeply attracted him and made him realize that although autumn is the season of falling leaves, it symbolizes maturity and harvest. Since then, he has rekindled the spark of life ... anyone who is interested can tap. Come and listen to this wonderful reading.
Beautiful prose "October in my hometown"; At the beginning of the first sentence, a lively and busy rural scene came to us under the author's delicate brushwork. "The crows of chickens, geese and ducks merged into happy music, and the villagers came back with smiling faces and golden rice." Taking psychological changes as the clue, the author started writing, and described the living conditions of hometown people in different periods as the main line. During the Anti-Japanese War, the pain of Tucheng was in the hearts of my hometown people and also in my heart. In special times, scars make people laugh. It's October, the harvest season. Look at "the villagers laughed, and their hearts were no longer cramped and they were no longer under the pressure of sadness." And when I "came back from Tucheng and looked at the silver path covered with green leaves, my heart was very affectionate." The ups and downs of psychological changes can also reflect the process of changes in the times.
At the end, the author publicized the theme, "October in my hometown, although it has got rid of the poverty line, is still far from what I imagined." Larks are singing, machines are rumbling, the sun is warm, the wind is blowing and the grass is low, and the cattle and sheep are strong. When will October come? "This ending is a bit unexpected. The author often stops at praising the existing boiling harvest scene. The author points out the shortcomings and puts forward a new blueprint to make October in his hometown more exciting.
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2. Ten Essays \ Fog Wet Tower A Maple Tree Whether it's full of silent spring flowers or big boots covered with snow, I can always think of that verdant maple tree at some time. In the light and heat of summer, in the rain and wind of summer, it stretches its branches and leaves, absorbs the showers, grows heartily and exudes vitality.
Sometimes birds sing on it, sometimes a breeze blows over its face, sometimes raindrops fall on it ... sometimes, we naughty children climb on his shoulders. That is a maple tree planted in the campus. In summer, everything is green.
No one knows what it is thinking, no one knows what it wants to do, it just stands in the wind and watches us sing under the tree. The sky on campus is always quiet and blue, and the blue sky is like a huge piece of glass. How happy that maple tree is when a bird flies in the sky or a white cloud floats by! It held its head high and its branches and leaves sang tireless songs in the wind. It held its head high and looked at the clouds and birds flying overhead-birds are angels on the earth and companions of trees. When this tree is loneliest, birds will fall on it, whisper to it, tell it stories that happened on the horizon, and the secrets of clouds and the sun.
The sound of reading in school is often loud, and the sound of children's reading echoes in school for a long time. I think that tree should be a little dark after listening to our reading sound. If this tree has a soul, it should compose a modern poem with the words it has learned.
What should come will come eventually. For example, it is undoubtedly an event at the entrance to life and death for the maple tree. My family will pull a wire wrapped in fine wire and pass by the maple tree. The wire wrapped in wire is so tightly pulled into its body, but it is still alive. The wire was pulled straight by the locomotive, and when it passed the tree, it was pulled into its body without hesitation. Then, under the drag of the locomotive, it cuts open its skin, its meat and its blood and pulls it into its body.
I've been worried since I was in class. I am afraid it will break and end the glory of my life, but, you know, it is not dead. After class, I took a quick look. I saw that thick wire was deeply pulled into its body, and I seemed to hear its pain.
The strangulation, just under its crown, next to the crown, the wire has been pulled into its body. If it has blood, it should shed thick blood! I felt sorry for it, but I didn't say it. After many years, I opened the photo album of memory again, and its green image is still vivid. For example, yesterday, I looked at the fuzzy numbers in the photo album, only it was so clear. After graduating from high school, I finally came to the big city and saw the scenery different from the mountain village. I breathe the air full of copper smell, walking in the busy but seemingly empty streets. All this disharmony will remind me of the maple tree that was pulled into my body by wires.
I miss it, but my maple, you are far away, will you miss me? I miss you like my mother in my hometown, but my maple, have you ever thought of me tenderly on a sunny day? I suspect that something called responsibility is calling me back to the place where I was born and raised, because my roots are there. There are my maple trees and my folks.
But, can I go back? I can only work hard in the city, in order to survive, for the meager salary. I am as busy as a top, and I can only be like a top, otherwise there is no place to stand.
This is a tree without flowers. It looked at me in the wind, looked at me, and watched how I went upstream to find the meaning of life. After I got married, I returned to that small mountain village. I saw a long-lost familiar face, but what I longed for most was the maple tree, which was pulled into my body by wires. I stayed on the hillside of the mountain village for the last period. I see a tree with a shade. It lives so smartly and comfortably.
It is a tree in the mountains, and it has taken root in my heart. It is calling me, calling me, I will come back, I will come back, my maple ... Maybe many things in my memory will grow old with the passage of time, just like the cold plum cut in the wind. They drive in the cold wind, but they never tremble like our cowardly human beings. They just held their heads high in the wind and smiled at the snow.
Whenever I see prunes in the wind, I will think of my childhood that was not brilliant. I remember that the color of childhood was gray, but my parents taught me to hold my head high and face life with a smile, so those not brilliant childhood memories were stained with thick and gorgeous colors. The most unforgettable thing is the moonlight silhouette by the window.
I don't know what will stay in my memory and shine in the depths of my memory. I don't know, I don't know. All I know is that mom and dad's memory will never grow old.
Old warbler chicks, plump plums in the rain, cool breeze blowing my gray childhood. All the memories are wrapped in the deepest part of the sealed years. I only remember my mother's smiling face, so kind. I remember my mother taking us to the fields to do farm work. At that time, my mother was wearing coarse clothes. Her most luxurious dress is a wool coat, purple and black. When I snuggle up to my mother, I can feel her temperature.
I still remember my brother's anxiety as a toddler. His father taught him to walk. Every step he takes, his father smiles. I don't know what it's like to be a father I think my father laughed like that when I was a toddler. Every step of my brother seems to step on my father's heart.
I don't know how happy my parents were when my brother finally learned to walk. In the countryside, the rain in Huangmei season can get wet for a summer.
In Huangmei season, it is drizzling. I looked into my mother's eyes in the boundless darkness. Mother's eyes are always as bright as the starry sky and as bright as the moonlight.
The rain in Huangmei season, mixed with cool breeze, invaded our hut. I was at the door, staring at the boundless darkness outside. At that time, I thought I should have children's silence in my eyes, which was ignorance.
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4. Ancient prose 1 prose: the form is scattered but the spirit is not scattered. Prose has more than one meaning. For parallel prose, it is a single pen without duality, the so-called prose poem. This is the "ancient prose" since the Tang Dynasty. This is the difference between classical Chinese and classical Chinese, which we don't need much now. For verse, prose has no rhythm; The so-called prose here is broader than the previous article. Although it is also an old mistake in classical Chinese, vernacular Chinese can also be used. These are all formal differences. There is also prose as opposed to poetry. It is not so much a difference in form as a difference in content. The difference in content is hard to say just right; Because it's too complicated, no matter what, it's inevitable to lose sight of one thing and lose sight of another. There are two sides in the middle. Such as the so-called prose poetry, poetry prose; Therefore, it is difficult to draw a clear line. The more entangled, the more widely used. The adjectives "poetic" and "prose" derived from poetry and prose can be used in almost anything, not limited to words. -Mr. Mao Dun has a short story called Poetry and Prose, which is an interesting example. According to the classification of poetry and prose, novels, dramas (except a few poetic dramas and rhymes in a few dramas) and "essays" in new literature are all essays. Papers, declarations, etc. It is also prose, but it is usually not included in literary works. Here, it is necessary to use quotation marks to explain this essay. It is an independent department of new literature, combined with poetry, novels and dramas, or vernacular prose, or lyric prose, or essays. This essay is very narrow, as can be seen from the names of "lyric essay" and "essay" Essays are only short essays of famous works; But now it means "trivial things around" or "homely style", so it has the purpose of "small decoration", which has been popular for some time in recent years; When we say prose, we really only mean this. In my opinion, the trend of this kind of prose is humor, travel notes, autobiography and reading club. If you just go to humor. The path of prose is really getting narrower and narrower, which is monotonous; Fortunately, there is a second way, which is one or two steps ahead of when we only write about trivial things around us. Generally speaking; What is real progress? Some people advocate writing public life in essays, which is naturally a good idea, but I hope to give some examples. Reading a secretary requires erudition, and now Mr. Zhou is almost the only one who can do it. Travel notes and biographies seem to have a lot of room for development. I think I might as well break the sketch and have something bigger. Long travel notes and autobiographies have begun; But I hope there are more people, so that we can get busy. Biography is not necessarily limited to autobiography, but can create new biographies of modern people and rewrite biographies of ancient people; Travel notes are not necessarily limited to hearing and seeing, but mixed with some historical memories, perhaps with a different flavor. This requires reading more books and collecting information first, which naturally takes some effort, but it is worth doing. Unwilling to do so, only keen observation and profound judgment can write wonderful things; But the aspects of life are broad and the attitude of life is serious. -Write not only travel notes and biographies, but also novels and dramas (read more books when writing historical novels and historical dramas). Life is a big book. I read too little, and my observation and judgment are still very poor. At present, I met Mr. Zhang in Tianjin. He said that modern literature has a new way to go. It is to let writers go to the mainland or the newly established areas and use their training (knowledge and skills) to write their observations into reportage. This is not a simple local spread in newspapers, nor is it a miscellaneous report by observers, but a literary work. He said that both college students and high school students can use their holidays to try this new design. I have an article "Description of the Mainland" in Taibai, and I have similar remarks. This is indeed a new way for our prose. In addition, you can also develop incisive and thorough life lyric papers, such as Cicero's "Talking about the Old"; But then you should read more books or learn more about the world. I'm afraid you won't see your grades for a while.
5. What kind of novels, essays, poems and classical Chinese can be improved by reading more classical Chinese? Fiction, prose, poetry and classical Chinese are all genres accumulated or extended by Chinese, among which classical Chinese is used less in real life, while modern prose will be more.
As for the subject who wants to improve his writing style, it also depends on what you want to apply it to. Writing a composition will actually involve the genre in the composition and will be more popular than modern prose. Writing modern poetry well is not a simple matter, and everyone has different levels of appreciation of poetry, which will have certain difficulties and risks; Writing classical Chinese must have a deep foundation, which cannot be improved overnight.
So I suggest practicing prose first! As for the novel, it is actually more interesting and lyrical, with higher requirements in writing and relatively more complicated in combination with its story framework. But the learning process is very interesting, because you will see many interesting stories and bring you all kinds of life and whimsy.
6. Is there a very good-looking China ancient romance novel "The Marriage of Cloud and Water"? He is a bookworm and obsessed with books.
No woman with a little family background in the city is willing to marry him. But he was lucky to marry a capable lady.
His wife told him that the most difficult book in the world is Woman. The hardest thing to read is' lady'.
However, how to read the book "Lady"? She is recognized as a good daughter-in-law by businessmen in the city, and all the people who ask for relatives have crossed the threshold of her home. But she chose an idiot, and others said she was possessed, but only she knew the reason.
Fate is inevitable. An invisible red line has been wrapped around their little finger, and they are destined to live a good life. Even if there are more difficulties, they will live and die together ... "Fairy Maiden": The fiance who waited for ten years was caught in bed by her to prove her innocence, and inexplicably disappeared to see her unhappy and evil aunt. After leaving home, a lame doctor who was willing to marry her finally refused to have a doll with her. Earth! Can't she find a man who is willing to have children with her? ! She doesn't believe it! Refuse to have children, huh! She ran away from home ... "The Love Princess of the Mysterious Prince": She is an elegant princess with amazing looks and the most beautiful woman in the world. She swept the city at a glance and charmed all beings. According to folklore, her beauty even attracted her biological father, so that her mother was killed and her father disappeared.
Her Majesty the Queen appointed her to be close to her neighbors, and she was robbed by many princes, so she was at ease. The night before the wedding, a seemingly unexpected fire made her successfully hide her stunning face and become ugly. Everyone abandoned it like a donkey.
But who wants to marry her? Seven emperors, who are rarely seen, are said to be physically disabled and want to marry her, an ugly girl whose face is ruined? The ugly princess of the remnant king-the whole world is laughing at her. On the wedding night, all the legends came true. He was in a wheelchair and she covered her face with black gauze.
But why didn't the legend tell her that the seven princes were so handsome? "My Next Wife's Leisure Days": My next wife, PK San Xiao, read the struggle story of an ancient daughter-in-law who also pursued "one person for life". An imperial edict from the old fox sent her to the gate like the sea, making her ugly and fierce in others' eyes as noble as Wang Ning.
So, on her wedding night, she began to play, from a happy bride to a poor next wife ... She never thought of really getting involved with the prince, but it seems that things have not been solved ... Silly Fujin: Who doesn't love the life of rich people? But if she had to live in a secluded palace, she would rather not. If people want to recruit women, she will fall down, play the fool and pretend to be a maid-in-waiting. In the end, she was elected as a maid of honor and was inexplicably accused of marrying Belleden Fujin. Since there is no hope of escaping from the royal family, don't blame her for forcing him to divorce his wife. If she slips, she pollutes his collection of paintings and breaks his collection. Even if he is not angry, he doesn't want to be angry. Since then, she has never slept with her again, and the purpose has reached half. Somehow, she was a little sad, which made her absent-minded in the face of Wu Gege who sought refuge. She was slapped and killed by someone who fell into the pool. In a daze, she felt that someone was stealing her mouth and her ear slammed, which made her unable to sleep any more. When she opened her eyes, she saw a thick chest. And his handsome face ... "Childe of Idle Clouds": As the left protector of cults among the Jianghu people in the Central Plains, I am honored to be regarded as a successor by that crazy leader ... Well, frankly speaking, she would rather drag out an ignoble existence alone for a lifetime, but-alas, alas, she has always been very lucky. When she was ten years old, the leader rewarded her with a handsome slave. In order to survive, she and her slaves. He promised to follow her all her life ... what a good life! /kloc-when I was 0/4 years old, I was silently watched by a guy who couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west. Wow ... it's just a beautiful back. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. She is generous and not responsible. I'm afraid she's generous, but she's stubborn. I have to bully her into a righteous sister! Yidi Yimei? I heard that Yunjiazhuang has a well-known bad habit ... Ah-all wet! Wrong! Once you touch this fairy with infinite spring outside the clouds, can she still get away with it? Yi Ming World: Eating ... Eating too much? Well, she doesn't want to keep eating like this! Eating so round and eating so ugly ... I think she still wants to be a prestigious "digital boy"! She doesn't want to eat, but she can't help eating ... Besides, even if she doesn't eat, someone will force her to eat! I don't want to think about it, she is an elder! You see, she just wants to talk more, but she doesn't want to sleep dreamlessly, and then-chew ... well, someone feeds her again! Alas! Sometimes, even in intimate moments, she won't forget to eat ... it really destroys that sense of beauty. But-can she ask for more? He said yes! I still have a firm face ... I really want to believe him, although I know he always lies to her ... Xiaohu Jiang is the most useless person, so he can't even keep his name. He lives on women, spends women's money and is addicted to gambling, but he doesn't love money.
Such a boy, incredibly still have a woman chasing to marry him? Where is justice! Note: Writing casually, divorced from history, often appears tens of thousands of taels of silver, please ignore it automatically:) This article is slow, not too long, within 15W, which shows that you are more patient after reading the first chapter; Stick to more than five chapters, which shows that you have patience; Sticking to more than fifteen chapters shows that you have made small achievements in self-cultivation and self-cultivation; If you can persist until the end of this article, go up a storey still higher and congratulate your patience index! I wish the friends who click into this article a happy reading! (You can turn on the stereo when reading a book, and occasionally there is background music in the chapter:) The same series of articles: The published table scolds cynics and loves the motherland! Boycott French goods! Boycott Japanese goods! Boycott Korean goods! I still have some time-travel novels. I don't know if you are interested.