In my eyes, 1 ancient poetry is a literary form, which is very classical compared with modern literary forms, but it is the literary crystallization of ancient people.
In my eyes, ancient poetry is the crystallization of the poet's soul. You can learn about the poet's personality and life experience from ancient poems ... The poet's feelings are all integrated into ancient poems, which are short and pithy, expressive, and can be described as the crystallization of ancient China literature. When I was a child, I didn't like Tang poetry and Song lyrics. These ancient poems are completely out of step with my life.
I have a certain understanding of poetry when I grow up. I learned to ponder over poetry, and finally became interested in these "platitudes". I learned the grandeur of "flying to thousands of feet for three days, suspecting that the Milky Way has set for nine days", the adventure of "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees and calling for one night", and the sadness of "persuading you to make more wine and leave Yangguan for no reason" to bid farewell to your friends.
In my eyes, ancient poems are no longer boring words, but a literary form and a wonderful literary realm.
The sky of poetry in my eyes is a sky of harvest. In this poetic sky, I want to hold a thread and let go of my thoughts. In this poetic sky, I want to hold a rope and graze my soul.
In this sky, I have a tolerant cloud because of poetry.
What a tolerant mind it is to read Su Shi's wish that people live a long life. The grief and indignation in my heart when I was banished thousands of miles away from officialdom. If I were you, I would only sigh that the flowers are floating, the water is flowing, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, only frown, but mind being so philosophical with him.
From Gong Zizhen's "Falling Red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers". I learned tolerance from Li Bai's "Since this world can't satisfy our desire" and "Tomorrow I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat".
In this sky, because of poetry, I have a confident cloud.
Poetry has taught me Li Bai's confidence. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the sails of clouds and cross the deep sea. Once I reach the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky. And the confidence to compete with the weather.
In this sky, because of poetry, I have another cloud of gratitude.
How can I thank you! When I walked into you, I wanted a spray, but you gave me the whole ocean. This is gratitude for life. I just want to face the sea. As long as there is a thank-you letter in spring, I am a happy person today.
Accompanied by poetry, it taught me a lot.
Zhuge Liang: Do your best until you die. This is his speech for the country, and it is also a testimony of his loyalty to the country as an assistant minister of the two dynasties.
The sky of poetry in my eyes is a poor harvest sky. In this poetic sky, I want to hold a thread and let go of my thoughts. In this poetic sky, I want to hold a rope and graze my soul.
In this sky, I have a broad cloud because of poetry.
After reading Su Shi's wish, people are thousands of miles away. What a broad mind. Being exiled thousands of miles away under the overhead of Guanhai, I felt sad and angry. If I were you, I would only feel that flowers are floating, water is flowing, a kind of acacia, and two places are leisurely. There is nothing I can do about this situation, but I can only frown, but I mind being so pessimistic with him.
Gong Zizhen's falling red is not a heartless thing, but a spring mud to protect flowers. From Li Bai's life, I learned to be generous.
In this sky, I have a proud cloud because of poetry.
Poetry made me accidentally learn Li Bai's pride in breaking the waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea's pride in the deep sea. Once I reached the peak, I saw the pride like a cloud, and all the other mountains looked short under the sky. Arrogance in trying to compete with God.
In this sky, because of poetry, I have another great cloud.
How can I thank you! When I walked into you, I wanted a spray, but you gave me all the oceans, which was a great help to life. I only want to face the sea, and spring blossoms only need a letter from Dade, then I will be the lucky one tomorrow.
Accompanied by poetry, it let me know a lot.
Zhuge Liang: Heart and soul, till death do us part. This is his speech for the country, and it is also a testimony of his loyalty to the country as an assistant minister of the two dynasties.
In my eyes, I don't like noisy crowds and colorful streets. I just like sitting by the window alone, basking in the sun, wearing headphones, listening to the music adapted from poetry, and quietly looking for a long-lost leisure.
I think poetry and music are interlinked. In poetry, you can find the innocence and kindness of that year; In music, I can relax myself and find my purity and happiness in this busy world.
The distant wind is farther than the distant wind. I just want to give it back to myself, feel the essence of poetry in a warm afternoon, taste the touch brought by music, and read the warmth of poetry and music carefully.
When you are old, I will accompany you, sit by the fire, sing our music, and find the soul of your pilgrim in silence. When you are old and your hair is gray, I am willing to gently touch the painful wrinkles on your old face and tell you not to be afraid, at least there is me.
Perhaps poetry and music are like this. They can be written, read and sung, with their warmth and memories, giving you irreplaceable companionship.
There are clouds on the other side of Qingqing Mountain. When I sang this song, I seemed to see the wandering back of a wanderer in the distance, and saw my mother's hands sewing clothes for her children under kerosene lamps, which reminded me of the sentence "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward boy's body".
The combination of music and poetry can better express the infinite sustenance among travelers, mothers and hometown. It makes me more willing to sit by the wall of the classroom, looking at the distance, listening to this wandering song, and pinning my infinite thoughts on home.
Sing a song for yourself and write a poem for the future. In the world of poetry and music, no more hesitation, no more sadness, a person, quietly. ...
I like poetry, and I like catchy poetry.
The first time I came into contact with poetry was in the fifth grade Chinese class, because I bid farewell to Cambridge. I didn't understand it at first, but I didn't understand it until I understood the background of the experience. At that time, Xu Zhimo went to India to meet Tagore and wrote this poem when he left. It's Cambridge, teach him to write poetry; In Cambridge, he walked hand in hand with the goddess of dreams; It was also in Cambridge that he broke with his first wife, Zhang Youyi, and lived only for love. The beautiful woman dreamily killed time, but she left in a hurry. As if she had scratched a scar in Xu Zhimo's heart, she could only stay in Cambridge alone and slowly heal her wounds with charming and sad scenery. Farewell, Cambridge is farewell, farewell to that fruitless love-hate relationship, farewell to a person entangled in dreams.
There is an April day in the forest. Her life seems sober and calm to Ming Che, but who knows her inner scenery? She made Xu Zhimo miss his life, made Liang Sicheng love his life, and even made Jin silently remember his life. She just wants to live in April of that world forever, beautiful and quiet, and will not easily make waves for anyone.
I like poetry, and I like those beautiful words.
In Distance, "If I had five thousand magical fingers, I would shrink the world into a globe, and I would find you, such as Paris and London, and I would find you in a turn." Is it cute? I don't think so. My dream is the most beautiful and my reality is the most lonely. Sometimes, distance is not a simple understanding of the distance between time and space, but an inexplicable gap in getting along with people. Although I don't know Wang Zengqi, I always feel that he is like an "old urchin": "If you come to see me and I'm not here, please sit outside my door with flowers for a while. They are very warm. I have been observing them for many days. " He is called an "old urchin", but his heart is like a mirror: "Life is like a dream, but I am obsessed with the truth." What I appreciate most is Ten Acts of Charity: "You have green in your heart and grass when you go out." I was very moved when I first saw it. Thinking about green in my heart, it will be green as soon as I open the door, which is pleasant and pleasant.
"We were so eager for the waves of fate, only to find out in the end that the most beautiful scenery in life is actually inner peace and calmness ... We are so eager for outside recognition that we finally realize that the world is our own and has nothing to do with others." Yang Lan said.
During the National Day, what impressed me the most was the first national day poetry meeting of Si Wen with the theme of "praising the motherland and blessing the mother". More than 40 patriotic poems were painted into a proud song.
1On the afternoon of October 5, I came to the meeting place with an excited heart and saw a huge stage from a distance. On the screen in the center of the stage, the words "praise the motherland hard and bless mother Vince's first National Day Poetry Meeting" are printed. It is no exaggeration to describe it as magnificent. There are already many audiences under the stage, which is very lively; The host nervously faced the team; Teacher Yin is dressed in a proper cheongsam, which is euphemistic and elegant. In my eyes, this dress temperament only adds a bit of poetry to the poetry meeting. She is busy with other staff, and everything in front of her is just right.
99 and I are talking about when poetry will start. The host has been holding the microphone and standing on the stage freely. My heart is shocked, nervous and excited. This is the first show of our "Si Wen"! Hey, the hosts are great. They are steady and generous, which made a good start for the poetry meeting. Of course, the program can also withstand the typhoon, and patriotism is integrated into poetry, especially "tall".
My favorite poem is Motherland, My Dear Motherland. The first sentence "I am an old waterwheel grinding by your river" vividly expresses Shu Ting's patriotic feelings with metaphors, and the other sentence "I am a miner's lamp on your forehead" is even more vivid. Poems with beautiful taste seem to be there.
Suddenly, I seem to have found something, yes! Yes! It is a poetic soul! It's Xu Zhimo's amorous feelings, Shu Ting's eternal hope, and the misty poetry of North Island … I can't help but blend into the poet's emotions and immerse myself in poetry! The children in the lower grades, although their voices are immature, are also very touching. Chai's "Motherly Love" is not such an atmospheric poem, but it can be handled through her emotions, which is so touching. Poetry is about small things, but there are also big feelings in small things. Growing up, my mother gave me a lot of love, but we didn't say "thank you" to my mother, and we felt ashamed to think about it. This poem touched me so much.
The last lines of the poem are: "One day, the teacher asked me to make sentences with the word" most ". I said that I love my mother the most, and my mother told me that the motherland is the mother of all of us. " The ending of the poem raises the poetic spirit of the poem to a new height. Children's immature voices reveal a child's true feelings.
This poem will benefit me a lot. Isn't reading, reciting and savoring poetry the best way to approach literature?
Poetry composition 7 in my eyes Walking into poetry is like walking into another world, which arouses our curiosity. Every poem has artistic conception, and every word has its own unique words. Since the first poem appeared in the world, poetry has become the spokesman of culture. This comprehensive study of Knocking on the Door of Poetry also gives us a better understanding of poetry.
There is a saying that language is not only used for communication, but also for feeling. Perhaps the most beautiful things in the world are not flowers, nature, blue sky or ocean. ...
A poem can bloom gorgeous flowers, feel the freshness of nature, discover the vastness like the blue sky and learn the knowledge like the ocean. Poetry is another unique way of our language expression. Walking on the forest path covered by moonlight, I felt that "the sound was too low for anyone to hear except my companion Mingyue." Or boating on the lake and watching the lotus flowers one after another, thinking that "the lotus leaves are infinitely bright the next day, and the colors of the lotus flowers are different the next day." Sometimes, if you carefully observe every scene around you, you may find a poem in it. Feel every artistic conception, and maybe you can sing the words hidden in your heart.
Poetry tells me that if you don't work hard when you are young, it is futile to study when you are old. Remind us to cherish time; Poetry tells me that I can't recognize the true colors of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Teach us to know the truth and the whole picture of things; Poetry tells me that every time you lose money, you will learn a lesson and grow smarter. Let us understand the truth of learning from failure. ...
I remember when I was a child, I was often forced by my grandfather to recite ancient poems. At that time, I was so naive and hated ancient poetry. Now I know that my accumulation of ancient poetry has completely lost to other students. I get very little from ancient poems, because when I recite poems, I just recite the words that I swallowed, and I never remember the meaning of ancient poems. I want to tell you that ancient poetry is not boring. Although Chinese characters are striking on the surface, as long as you understand them carefully, you will find their beauty. Let's walk into the door of poetry together and come to this colorful poetry garden!
Poetry in my eyes is a dazzling treasure in the history of China literature. Approaching and entering poetry, you can touch the soft petals and smell the fragrant flowers ... With this comprehensive study, the word "poetry" seems to have some different meanings in my eyes. If our parents raised us and our teachers trained us, then poetry edified us. This edification is subtle, just like the fragrance of flowers seeping into our hearts. Being in this sea of flowers will make you feel comfortable from the bottom of your heart.
The beauty of ancient poetry is obvious to all. "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet" gives you an immersive feeling, just like the smell of flowers and spring breeze; The simple language of "love the water sits with her makeup on, feeling ashamed of herself" is a touching scene of "beauty and beauty set each other off, beauty and beauty set each other off". Although it is plain, it is really "painting in poetry and poetry in painting". "The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are different in color." Jade-like lotus leaves and ruby-like lotus flowers complement each other, which is refreshing; "Crystal curtains are fluttering in the breeze, and roses are fragrant." Purple flowers are as gorgeous as crystal, and fragrant flowers are as pleasant as perfume, which makes people relaxed and happy. "Lotus fragrance sells sunset red, and chrysanthemum gas enters the new autumn", "It's not that chrysanthemum is favored among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers". Although there is bleak autumn, there is no sorrow in autumn, and the bright yellow color in autumn scenery adds some vitality to it. "A few plums in a corner, cold ling blooms alone." "Early plum grows taller and responds to Chu Tianbi." Although it is cold in winter, it is not cold in winter. The touch of red that stands proudly in the ice and snow adds a touch of vitality to it.
In my opinion, "there are thousands of millet in the poem, golden house in the poem and Yan Ruyu in the poem". This metaphor appropriately expresses the artistic conception of this poem, which is as charming as coffee and wine. ...
I can't describe the beauty of poetry with pen and ink. Let's walk into poetry and wander in this "flower sea"!
Poetry composition in my eyes 9 Looking at Chang Qiong for tens of thousands of years, what is worth loving? All kinds of human beings have become floating clouds, completely disappeared and will never appear again. Fame and fortune have dissipated, and several people praised them. More attachment is the spread of good names of several common people. So, how to make Chang Qiong's love famous all over the world. What is there to love about money? Carefully advise all people in the world to taste their own destiny. Fame and fortune are like dirt, and serving the people is the key. If you win everyone's praise, talented people and beautiful women will pass it on.
Imagine that Gu's life is only half a year, and all the rivers and mountains are exhausted. There are several famous, indeed Chang Qiong worthy of love. There are countless emperors and generals, and several of them are praised. The landlord and the rich are happy and carefree, and finally they are silent. Therefore, life is worth loving and how to survive is worth knowing. Life needs to be considered in this world, and it must be a masterpiece through the ages. Imagine another day in the clouds and enjoy the praise. I will be happy and dream around the clouds.
Since ancient times, many workers have worked hard, but unfortunately no one has left a good reputation. It seems that Chang Qiong is surrounded by countless souls, and the most praiseworthy person is CoCo Lee. Although I have lived on the lowest floor since ancient times, I have been on the world stage. Therefore, it is Chang Qiong's Chinese soul to strongly persuade the world to love the people. Life is more about fighting for the people, perhaps celebrating the soul after the ages. Imagine that one day I will be happy in Changqiong, and I will be happy for people's praise.
What is worth loving in life? Seeing Chang Qiong for several years, there are several famous ones. Endless people are gone, and it is difficult to meet each other in the sky. Therefore, a hundred years is really short, so savor it carefully and do it in a down-to-earth manner. Fame and fortune, like dirt, will eventually disappear like clouds. Struggle for the people all your life, and the people will be happy and praised. Imagine that after thousands of years, future generations will praise it. There are many struggles in life. Don't spread notoriety for fame and fortune. Savor the lingering.
Looking forward to Joan for tens of thousands of years, what is worth loving? All kinds of human beings have become floating clouds, completely disappeared and will never appear again. Fame and fortune have dissipated, and several people praised them. More attachment is the spread of good names of several common people. So, how to make Chang Qiong's love famous all over the world. What is there to love about money? Carefully advise all people in the world to taste their own destiny. Fame and fortune are like dirt, and serving the people is the key. If you win everyone's praise, talents and beautiful women will be handed down.
Poetry composition in my eyes 10 Chunlan Qiuju, Summer Lotus and Winter Plum are beautiful flowers endowed by nature; The spring breeze combs the willows and the night rain moistens China, which is the ingenious charm of the creator to moisten Fanghua; Apricot flowers and autumn rain in the south of the Yangtze River and autumn wind in the north are wonderful chapters of nature's poetry and painting. Every time I give my love to these masterpieces, it is this poem that I appreciate and revel in.
In the eyes of others, poetry is boring and there is no story. In my eyes, poetry is the best choice for emotional sustenance. Poetry is catchy and has a unique aesthetic feeling.
Every time I hold up a book of poetry, my heart is as sad as fallen English. On the page, there is a faint fragrance, like cloves. For example, if you smell it carefully, it turns out that it is the taste of exclusive poetry, which makes me intoxicated and addicted.
Open a page, the text comes into view, with charm. Your simple words can make people linger, and there will always be pictures in poems, which will make people feel relaxed and happy.
Poetry is the purest text, without any false or hypocritical elements. It has no flowery words or touching elegance. Poetry, what it has, is as pure and clean as ever.
When you read a poem, you will sigh for the withering of everything, you will be happy for success, and you will cry for parting ... Poetry is like this, people can freely express and sigh, and there is no limit.
If you read poetry carefully, you will gradually realize that "give praise to others and let your heart sincerely warm people's hearts, so that you can feel friendship and warmth." The sea embraces small streams, appreciates the truth of all sentient beings between lovers, and is broad-minded.
Reading poetry is always like this, and there will always be longing for the future and some melancholy memories in my heart. I understand from my poems that if virtue is noble, heart is sincere and love is pure, heart will always be young. All this is a gift of poetry. With poetry, there is inner truth.
Poetry composition in my eyes 1 1 Turning to classical poetry, I was attracted by the magnificent mountains and rivers of my motherland.
As Tao Yuanming entered Nanshan, he stayed away from the dark officialdom and came to a simple and harmonious countryside. "In the morning, I will dispose of the garbage and take the lotus home." Even if he can't farm, he works hard, but the grass is full of beans and seedlings, but his heart is happy. Otherwise, how can he plant chrysanthemums under the fence and "see Nanshan leisurely"?
I think he will look back on his past life, think of the faces of officialdom villains, think of the flattering voice of officialdom, think of the hard work of farming, and be glad that he is at leisure at this time. So he won't regret it. "That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say." The feelings in my heart have long been attached to that Nanshan.
The bright moon in the sky followed Wang Wei into the mountains. The bright moon sets each other off, and the mountain spring flows between the stones. In the moonlight like water, sparkling, leaning alone in the dense bamboo forest, not only did not feel lonely, but played the piano leisurely. The strings are playing, the springs are jingling, and they intersect into a touching movement. What kind of talent has the talent of "painting in poetry"? Only Wang Wei!
Follow Meng Haoran into Tian She surrounded by green hills. What caught my attention was the green color of "We look at the green trees surrounding your village and the light blue of the distant mountains". Drinking wine with friends and chatting with family in Sang Ma, I have a sense of leisure. "The bones are beautiful and the wind is scattered." Meng Haoran is at leisure.
Walking into the mountains and rivers in the poem, there are beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scrolls, but I can't appreciate them all the time. It was not until I came to the Yangtze River that I really understood "river of no return, the waves are exhausted. Romantic figures of the ages. " When I came to Mount Tai, I realized that "once I climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky." It is the first of the five mountains. "I'll keep walking until the river blocks my way, then sit down and watch the rising clouds." When I come to a crossroads in my life, this sentence blurts out. In today's fast-paced era covered by the Internet, the precious ancient poems of China are not out of date, but have penetrated into our lives, making our lives full of poetry.
Reading ancient poems and visiting the landscape of the motherland, I am proud of this magnificent landscape.
Poetry composition in my eyes 12 Poetry is the precious wealth of China classical culture. No matter who it is, anyone can recite a sentence or two. It can be seen that poetry has completely entered people's lives and become an indispensable cultural supply in people's spiritual world.
I remember when I was just literate, my mother bought a big card with "Goose" printed on it. Since then, my mother has made me read Pinyin every day. Practice makes perfect. A week has passed, and I can recite it even if I can't read it well at first. "Goose, goose, Xiang Tiange, white hair floating green water, red palm clearing the waves." After more than a month, whenever there are guests at home, my mother will let me "show my skills." In the world of poetry, I fully felt the beauty of China's poetry.
I was only in kindergarten at that time, so whenever I learned a poem, my mother would give me one yuan as a reward. When I was in the first grade, I thought I would gain something and make extra efforts to recite poems. But I don't want to, this "hard work" makes me deeply infatuated with them.
These efforts for poetry not only made my brain bank have some "savings", but also expanded my knowledge treasure house.
The Song of Tomorrow by Qian Hetan, a poet in Qing Dynasty, warns us that we must cherish time. We must finish today's work and never put it off until tomorrow, otherwise, these things will accumulate and will never be finished in the end. "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but a thousand dollars can't buy an inch of time" is an absolute truth.
Besides cherishing time, poetry has also taught me a lot of philosophy of life. "outstanding people, dead but not stiff." Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, expressed his outlook on life in Xia Shi: to live and be a hero on earth; If you die, you should be a hero in the ghost. "When people don't know Lingyunmu, they will wait until Lingyun starts to get high." Du Xunhe, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, told us in Komatsu that even the humble grass can become a tall and sturdy "Lingyunmu" as long as it works hard. ...
Poetry enriches our spiritual world, makes our life no longer boring and makes our sentiment more noble!