I will cherish every minute of this holiday and use it to enrich myself and make my holiday colorful. I'm going to let American literature and ancient poems accompany me through this wonderful holiday.
I was fascinated by touching stories, powerful quotations and beautiful sentences in American literature. What impressed me deeply was this sentence: because there is a dream, there is a dream and there is an ideal; With ideals, there is a life course of striving for ideals.
After reading this sentence, I was deeply moved: I like dreaming. Dreams let me see the sunshine outside the window, dreams let me see the rosy clouds on the horizon; Dreams give me a constant call and pace, and dreams lead me to pursue one goal after another.
Dreams gave me a heroic declaration, and dreams also led me to the bright road. My dream inspired my initial heart, and my successful application proved the sincerity and magnificence of my dream.
He who has no tears has dry eyes; People without dreams have a dark night. Where there is a dream, the sun will always rise; Where there are dreams, the moon is always hazy.
Dream is an eternal smile, which fills your heart with * * * and keeps your eyes clear and bright forever. We are ready to go, dress up with dreams and start with hard work.
When we arrive at the orchard in autumn, we can gently wipe off the sweat and dust left on our faces in summer, and then we can hear what we once said to spring: Dreams come true! There is a feeling of stirring in ancient poems. There are thunder, horns, roars and dragons in the book. Like stormy waves, it is magnificent and lifts the sky and the ground.
A big wave, powerful and invincible. Every word falls to the ground with a deafening sound.
Naturally, it reveals the heroism, boldness, optimism and broadmindedness of the seekers who look to the Wan Li world, look to the infinite future, read the eternal romance and monopolize the eternal chic. There is also a true writing, true writing.
It's amazing that people can't help being regarded as bosom friends. It is not so much a prelude to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation as an important symbol of the prosperity of the people of China.
Every word of her is an eruption of the author's strong feelings. She is not only the author's knowledge development from now on, but also the bitter crystallization of blood and tears as a civilian; A true portrayal of a soldier's life and death; The generous monologue of spirit and flesh as a scholar; As a wanderer, the emotional sublimation of love and hate.
She knocked on the door of the century, played the rhythm of the times and sang a beautiful life. The voice of a group soul is the most appropriate expression, and the mental outlook of a generation is the most direct reflection.
I never forget my previous life, but I am a teacher of future generations. This holiday, I found a beautiful and emotional feeling from American literature and ancient poems, and also enriched myself.
2. About the composition of the ruins (imitation) I stood on the iron cable bridge 1. I'm standing in the Qin Terracotta Warriors Museum-Shi Xiaohua. I'm standing in the Qin Terracotta Warriors Museum, where countless terracotta warriors stand.
There are floating clouds on Mount Li, and the ancient land is trampled underfoot. Smart and capable Qin people used to build here, holding tools and facing hard work.
Warriors, dug a deep pit, shaped a pottery man and built a great miracle! Ah! The land soaked with sweat in those days has now become a place for people to appreciate, a place for laborers to work hard, and a place where exotic flowers and exotic grasses compete for spring. With admiration and appreciation, people slowly and slowly walked towards this magical land.
I am standing in the Terracotta Warriors Museum, and the new trend is surging. There are floating clouds on Mount Li, and the ancient land is trampled underfoot.
Ah! I will sing loudly in this magical land! 2. I am standing on Badaling-Lei Siyuan. I am standing on Badaling, and the Great Wall is undulating. On the surface, the breeze blowing through Jiayuguan stepped on the hills that were constantly looking out at your feet.
Heroic soldiers once resisted here. Holding high the flag to meet the bonfire, the soldiers are holding a weapon and shooting withered arrows to resist the enemy's attack! Ah! The Great Wall, which fought fiercely in those days, has now become a thriving tourist attraction. The place where the warriors spilled their blood is now full of flowers, and the people, with a peaceful heart, slowly set foot on the Great Wall of this hero.
I am standing on Badaling, and my heart is surging. On the surface, the breeze blowing through Jiayuguan stepped on the hills that were constantly looking out at your feet.
Ah! On this great wall of heroes, I will sing loudly. 3. I stood next to the Terracotta Warriors-Yuan Dun I stood next to the Terracotta Warriors, and the Terracotta Warriors stood silently.
Wearing heavy armor, his face was written with faint desolation. A huge army once fought here, holding high the flag and facing the rain of arrows.
Soldiers, my father's sword, braved the sharp spear and broke through the enemy's defense! Ah, the soldiers who defended the motherland in those days are now statues; The weapons that the soldiers worked so hard to produce are still buried deep in the soil. People looked at the huge army and sighed sadly for these displays.
I stand on the edge of the Terracotta Warriors, and I can't help feeling sad. Groups of infantry walk on the left, and rows of cavalry run on the right.
Ah! I will sigh for him in this bloody land! 4. I stood on the Tian Zi-Huo Xinrui I stood on the Tian Zi, and the rain fell quietly. There is a cool breeze floating overhead, and Zhangjiajie is steep at the foot.
Awesome He Long, once so brave, rushed into the Salt Bureau with a kitchen knife. Warriors, with piles of hatred and risking their lives, killed the tax police of the Salt Bureau! Ah! What a depressing society it was in those days, what a beautiful palace it has become now; Where the martyrs threw their heads, lovely children were singing.
The people have good wishes and cherish the memory of heroic deeds tenderly! I stand on the Tian Zi, the cool breeze is floating in my heart, and the steepness of Zhangjiajie is at my feet. Ah! In this beautiful memory, I want to sing aloud! I looked at the ancient plank road-Wu Jiayu. I stood on the other side of the grass, looking at the ancient plank road full of holes.
At the foot is the clear green water of Yuemingxia Valley, and above it is the cloudless blue sky of Wan Li. Countless people, carrying fresh lychees, galloped past on horses, and hundreds of horses died in the valley, which is still sad.
It was more than a hundred horses, a road full of blood, and countless people rushed to death for it. Ah, why? In exchange for the gentle smile of the world of mortals! Yang Guifei loves litchi, from which the litchi road comes.
More than a thousand years have passed, and Litchi Road has long been lost in the green nature. Tourists come to visit this ancient plank road from time to time. The place where litchi was sent in the past is now just a monument.
The caves on the cliff, big or small, square or round, have long lost their function in the passage of time, but they still tell the little-known history to future generations. I looked at the ancient plank road, the precipitous cliffs and the swift rivers, which made me admire the wisdom and courage of my predecessors.
They are playing a tragic music that touched the world and floated in my heart. There are all kinds of tastes in my heart, and they meet in my heart at the same time. I feel inexplicably sad next to that old plank road.
6. I am standing on the Great Wall-Ji Keying. I stood on the Great Wall, and the breeze floated quietly. The red leaves of Xiangshan fell in the sky and stepped on a thousand-year-old boulder.
Looking at the Great Wall at the foot, it was built in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, recording the long river of history. You still hold your head high and lie among the mountains, with a strong and unyielding spirit! Ah! At that time, the Great Wall has now become a historical monument. People feel the breath of history on the Great Wall, and the great wall was built by the painstaking efforts of ancient people.
Standing on the Great Wall, my heart is surging. The breeze is floating quietly, and the red leaves of Xiangshan are falling in the sky.
Ah! In this land of heroes, I will sing loudly. 7. I am standing on the Great Wall-Li Wanxuan. I stood on Yuntai Mountain and looked into the distance. The green trees on the mountain are swaying in the wind, and beautiful flowers are blooming in the sun. It used to be a Wang Yang, where countless fish made their homes and beautiful corals and aquatic plants were everywhere.
Due to the changes in the earth's crust and the fierce altitude in mountainous areas, the waves are constantly beating against the rocks, and Cang Sang, which has been flowing for many years, has formed a unique face today. Ah! In that tree, birds sing beautifully now, but it used to be a paradise for fish to play.
Red rocks are rolling on the mountain. I seem to see the waves beating against the lines. Sunlight shines on the ground through the cracks in the trees, but it also shines on the sea. I stood on Yuntai Mountain, and I was very happy. Green trees are swaying in the wind, and beautiful flowers are blooming in the sun.
Ah! I am very happy on this beautiful mountain top.
On the surface, the breeze blowing through Jiayuguan stepped on the hills that were constantly looking out at your feet. Ah! On this great wall of heroes, I will sing loudly.
3. I stood next to the Terracotta Warriors-Yuan Dun I stood next to the Terracotta Warriors, and the Terracotta Warriors stood silently. Wearing heavy armor, his face was written with faint desolation.
A huge army once fought here, holding high the banner and facing the rain of arrows. Soldiers, my father's sword, braved the sharp spear and broke through the enemy's defense! Ah, the soldiers who defended the motherland in those days are now statues; The weapons that the soldiers worked so hard to produce are still buried deep in the soil.
People looked at the huge army and sighed sadly for these displays. I stand on the edge of the Terracotta Warriors, and I can't help feeling sad.
3. Imitate "Qinyuan Spring and Snow" and write an article "Qinyuan Spring and Spring", which is faint for thousands of years, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the moon is in the sky.
Ask Chinese people, when will they fly to Han Xuan?
There is no choice but to go to war, and it will be difficult to destroy that broken wall in the years to come.
Chang 'e complained, but she was sad, tearful and lonely.
A vast and cold season. The scenery of the world has changed.
I think back to the war, the hero was pacified, the four fields were conquered, and the national movement was finally complete.
Ropes are put up, jade poles are hung high, and Jiuquan is out of the Milky Way.
Ascend to Shenzhou VI, shine with stars and shoot arrows at the sky.
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It is said that Ciba is the first hand, although Su Xin can't resist it.
At the beginning, there were thousands of people in the north, and the frozen snow was still and moving.
Reading words is always magnificent, and the virtual and the real are imaginative.
There is movement in the mountain dance, and the red skirt is so enchanting.
Intertextuality metaphor and personification are neat and gorgeous.
How clever the transition is, countless heroes struggle to bend their backs.
Cherish the word seems illogical, first suppress and then promote the present.
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Qinyuanchun
Rain cleans makeup,
Trim your eyebrows and clear your eyes,
Inch blue and thick.
At the end of the world,
Clusters of tobacco trees,
On one side of the pond,
Facing hibiscus
Hundreds of birds inhabit this land,
Two or three geese,
Sometimes there is a flute.
In the sunset,
The green curtains are half-rolled,
East of the bridge.
When will beauty meet again?
Asked if you would like to carry wine on a boat.
Laugh all your life,
Heart like iron,
Middle-aged and elderly people,
The two temples became a canopy.
Lotus plants and vegetables,
Harvest rice with a sickle,
And send it in the pictures of the western suburbs.
Looking back,
Looking at the five lakes gull heron,
Worry is tolerant.
I can see the old man cleaning almost every day when I come home from school. At first, I didn't think so. I thought: He must be a new neighbor. The corridor belongs to everyone. Of course, everyone should clean it. I cleaned it, too!
His face is very thin; Protruding forehead is engraved with several deep wrinkles, as if it had been whipped by a whip; The temples are gray, the middle of the head is bare, and only a few sparse white hairs are left around; Blue blood vessels, like earthworms, are covered with the back of the hand; My back is bent like a dead tree bent by the wind.
One day, I stood 2 meters away from the trash can with a mass of waste paper in my hand, trying to take a "standing shot". Unexpectedly, the paper was upside down, and I only walked around the trash can and flew to the ground. I was lazy and didn't want to answer it, so I turned around and went home. "Hey, little girl, don't throw paper around in the future. Hygiene needs everyone's maintenance." I looked back and it was the old man. At that moment, I felt warm on my face.
In the days to come, no matter whether it is cold or hot, grandpa always comes to my downstairs on time and cleans it carefully. The dust and fallen leaves on the road were cleaned by grandpa.
Later, I learned from my mother that the old man didn't live in our building, even it was quite far from our building! I turned red when I heard this.
There are many heroes in the Three Kingdoms, such as Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu ... My favorite is Zhuge Liang and Wolong.
Zhuge Liang, whose real name is Kong Ming, is called Wolong. Zhuge Liang looks like a fairy, distinguished, with a goose feather fan in his hand and a long gray robe. He is elegant and wise.
Anyone who has read The Romance of the Three Kingdoms knows that Zhuge Liang is a genius, but all heroes are skilled in martial arts. How can Zhuge Liang be called a hero when he only knows how to talk but not how to fight? Then you are wrong. Isn't Zhuge Aliang a resourceful hero who helped Liu Beixing recover Hanshan?
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What he admired was Zhuge Liang's wisdom. In the article, when Liu Bei talked with Liu Bei in the hut, he was surprised to find that Mr. Zhuge knew astronomy above and geography below, as if he knew everything between heaven and earth, so he admired him deeply.
Seeing this, I can't help but sigh: "Zhuge Liang is really a once-in-a-century wizard. Usually, when my grades are a little better, I start to be complacent and self-righteous. Compared with Zhuge Liang, I am really ashamed. "
Shame! "Look, I also have a little taste of ancient scholars!
Zhuge Liang likes to use fire best and also likes to use provocation. I remember that when Zhuge Liang challenged Zhou Yu, there was such a ridiculous thing. Zhou Yu advised Sun.
When the powerful minister surrendered to Cao Cao, Zhuge Liang said, "Cao Cao once said that he had two great wishes. The first wish is to unify the world; My second wish is to enjoy life with Jiangdong beauty Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao in my later years. " Hearing this, the Zhou Yu said:
Great anger: "Da Qiao is the wife of General Sun Ce, and Xiao Qiao is my wife. Isn't Cao Cao cruel? " Zhuge Liang pretended to be frightened: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Xiao Qiao was the wife of General Zhou. It is a sin to say such a thing! " "
"I want to kill Cao Cao, the old traitor! Mr. Zhuge! " "I am very willing to contribute to General Zhou!" Haha, isn't it interesting? Although this is just a scam, I think: Cao Cao's second wish should be related to the poem "Dongfeng is not there"
This is related to the convenience of Zhou Lang and the deep lock of the Bronze finch on Er Qiao.
Zhuge Liang, Mr. Zhu Gekongming, although you don't know martial arts, your intelligence attracts you deeply. I admire you very much. You are my hero of the Three Kingdoms!
6. Is this the 300-word imitation composition of the sixth lesson of the Chinese text in the second volume of the fifth grade?
Among the texts I have studied, I like the article Fanka best. As long as I have time, I will take it out and read it again and again.
The author of Fanka received a letter from Fanka to his grandfather, describing Fanka's tragic life and reflecting the tragic fate of poor children in old Russia. Tears came to my eyes; Reading, I saw the tragic life scene of Fanka: I seemed to see a skinny little Fanka with bare feet; I seem to see the boss pumping Fanka with a belt, and the proprietress poking Fanka in the face with a fish mouth; I seem to see Fanka curled up in the aisle; I seem to see Fanka's sad call: "Dear Grandpa, have mercy and take me out of here and go home" ... This tragic scene, this sad call, I want to stab my heart with a sharp knife. I really want to get into the book, pick up Xiaofanka and say to him kindly, "Fanka, don't cry, I'll take you to grandpa!" " "But ... I can only meet him in my dream! Fanka lost the love of her relatives at such a young age. In her childhood, which was supposed to be full of happiness, she became an apprentice and lived a miserable life. How can Qionghaizi live in a capitalist society? There is a dead end before us. When we were as old as Fanka, we got the patient education and help from our teachers and the meticulous care from our parents. We are growing healthily and vigorously. Living in a socialist life, we are so happy compared with Fanka!
This is undoubtedly caused by different social systems. Fanka lives in a capitalist society. At that time, the working people lived a very poor and miserable life. How many poor children like Fanka endure pain and suffering? And we live in a socialist society, and the people are the masters of the country, so we children have become "flowers of the motherland". We should study hard and live up to the hopes of the party and the people.
Learning the text model card makes me love the socialist motherland more and cherish our hard-won life today.
7. General comment on the imitation composition of "Song of the Yangtze River": The little author combined the ancient and modern times and integrated the feelings on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, sang a beautiful "Song of the Yangtze River" and expressed his deep love for the motherland.
Imitation is an effective way to improve writing level. What I want to say here is that when students imitate writing, they should not only master the main content of the imitated article, but more importantly, they should also focus on the writing methods of the imitated article, tap the uniqueness of the article writing, and flexibly apply it to their own compositions, instead of circling around the "question type". This long-term continuous accumulation will certainly write excellent exercises.
Commentator: qzzl, you come from the mountains, and majestic is your spirit; You ran to the sea, and the waves were so spectacular. You use touching ties to string together compatriots on both sides of the strait; You sang the bright future of the motherland with the sound of running water.
We praise the Yangtze River, you are an endless source, we are attached to the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother! You came from ancient times, and the water is full of ancient elegance; You rush to the future and welcome the new century. You tell an old legend with the rushing river; You cross the new century with your strong body.
We praise the Yangtze River, you are an endless source, we are attached to the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother.
8. The imitation composition of Grade Three is about 200 words. White clouds are a collection of blue sky, and purity reveals the innocence of blue sky; Stars are a collection of the night sky, and the light of the night sky is reflected in the flicker; The spray is the collection of the sea, and the scroll contains the surge of the sea ... My small collection contains laughter and tears, persistence and strength, youth and immaturity, courage and strength.
I like collecting emotions. Sadness, happiness, pain, sadness, melancholy ... all kinds of moods are like beating notes, intertwined from deep to high, composing a beautiful melody.
Whenever the music plays, the mood will dance with it and go back to the past. I like collecting impressions.
A book, a song, a passage, a shot, or a move will always move me. Every touch is connected in series like a pearl, and this touch is gently buried in my heart.
I like collecting peace. As night falls, I sit at the window and count the stars in the sky, shining like diamonds. All the noise seems to be covered by this light, and everything is immersed in peace.
How comfortable it is to precipitate your feelings in peace! I like collecting romance. Under the cherry trees in the yard, the wind blew, and the petals danced and danced in the air. From a distance, the beautiful sakura rain is slowly falling.
As a result, the heart also rotates in the air with the petals of cherry blossoms, experiencing the tiny happiness heating up rapidly in the air. As time goes by, my collection is increasing, and my memories are getting thicker and thicker like a book.
I like my collections, because they bring me endless happiness and imagination, just like the white clouds in the blue sky, the starlight in the night sky and the waves of the sea.
9. Imitate the composition of geese returning. I like to run away when the sun goes down, step on the warm sunshine, let the breeze blow clean hair and kiss the flawless cheek. Don't think about anything, don't think about anything. As if you were in a world where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, in the flowing water, the word "human" is neatly arranged in the sunset, which leads to infinite poetry, just as Liu Yuxi said in "Autumn Ci": "A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, which leads to poetry."
The charm of nature is endless, which always makes people feel at arm's length. The so-called "eagle strikes the sky, fish jumps shallowly, camel walks in the desert, tigers roar in the mountains" is the extreme of nature. Jiangshan is charming and charming, attracting countless heroes to compete for beauty, which may be another style of nature. Once upon a time, the scenery of nature was used by literati as a tool to express their feelings and feelings. Nature was covered with a mysterious veil of feelings, and shared joys and sorrows with poets and writers. "The petals there are like tears, and the lonely birds sing their sorrows", "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is * * * the sky is one color", "The old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are fine.
Walking on the mountain path, the most pleasant thing is to walk under the towering trees sheltered from the wind and rain, listening to insects and birds singing around. Looking around, countless flowers and trees are intertwined. The road at the foot is lost in the depths of the jungle, extending to the unknown front … gradually, blending into nature. Only the scenery without any ornament is the most beautiful bride. As Wang Guowei, a great scholar in the Qing Dynasty, said, "the realm with me" and "the realm without me" infiltrated and merged with each other. What owns me? What is "no self"? The tacit understanding of nature is not comparable to any artificial decoration, nor can it be described by any known gorgeous words.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Every bit of nature gives people an unparalleled charm of harmony. I like to go out for a walk when I am tired, away from the hustle and bustle of the world and enjoy the quiet breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains alone. Appreciate nature and give yourself some comfort. The geese in the afterglow, gently passing overhead, soar in the direction of the rising sun. The red sunset glow, emitting her afterglow, sprinkled on the busy crowd, which is a kind of chic, a kind of ease, a kind of agility that you, I and he have.