Do your best to be silent for me. This is maternal love, not so beautiful, not so magnificent, but it has always been silent and true.
She stood behind her, like a black and white picture in a silent film, and lived quietly and warmly all her life. Maternal love, what is it? It should be a poem, a poem worth singing for thousands of years.
A delicate and gentle poem. Castle Peak is far away from the water.
My mother has been with me for nearly eighteen years. In China, some large and small plots have been slightly moved.
She spent the last year of high school with me. She stood in the wind at night and waited for me to come back from school. She prepared dinner for me who stayed up reading. Small exhortations and familiar voices are changing from empty walls to ivy-covered atrium day after day.
When I was seven months old, she held me in her arms, looked at the baby's sleeping face and smiled slightly. At the age of seven, she carefully took the active child by the hand and crossed the busy street.
When I was seventeen years old, she carefully helped me clean up the messy room and let me study comfortably. I quietly enjoy all the care and warmth, just like swallowing warm water.
Motherly love, this delicate and gentle poem, is like a water lotus blooming in time. A poem about missing.
When we walked in the wind with our dreams, you smiled happily behind us. In my frivolous youth, I always regarded myself as a fish in the north, waiting for the moment when I became Peng Kun.
Then, carry the luggage all the way to find it. I've been arguing and looking forward to it.
Stop-and-go, tired, only to find that what they have lost, it is difficult to adapt. Then, I remembered, because there was no mother around.
Those nagging and caring began to decrease after leaving home. As soon as I turned around, I saw my mother watching me silently all the time.
This kind of maternal love does not have too many bright colors, nor is it so gorgeous, but it is just a very warm concern. The thread in her hand is always the child at the other end.
Even if she doesn't know how to help you, even if I fail, she will support me and tell me that I tried my best. Every time I talk to my mother, it won't be long, but nothing can replace the familiarity of the voice.
A very peaceful emotion has turned into a gesture of attachment and a poem of missing. A poem that makes people cry.
"Dear baby, if you can live, remember that I love you." Words left by a mother buried in the ruins for her child.
One life guards the touch of another. Mother's love when the years are quiet and the disaster is broken.
A lot of this kind of maternal love in life, don't use too much pen and ink to make the mountains and rivers move. This kind of love is worth thousands of troops.
Motherly love is a poem. This poem has been sung for thousands of years.
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Every time I hear this song, I will think of an incident a few years ago.
One night, I suddenly felt a little sick, and then I threw up. My mother heard a noise. Seeing this situation, my mother quickly asked me: What's the matter? I replied: I feel a little sick. Mother helped me to lie on the bed and waited by the bed.
After a while, I felt cold and trembling all over. Mom saw it, put her hand on her head and touched it, and suddenly said, Oh, it's so hot.
Mom found a thermometer, 40 degrees. Mom looked very flustered and hurriedly took out some antipyretics for me to eat.
After a while, it didn't get better. My mother said, let's go to the hospital. It was raining outside, and my mother took my hand and leaned my umbrella as far as possible. She was wet by the rain for more than half.
Seeing this situation, I said to my mother, mom, you are so wet. Please put your umbrella over there. My mother patted me on the head and said that you have a cold and can't get wet in the rain.
I'm fine. I thought: Mom got wet for me.
How can I thank my mother? My mother took me to the hospital in three steps and two steps, and the doctor gave me an injection. I recovered quickly.
Lying in the hospital bed, my mother brought me rice and said to me, Eat quickly, it's your favorite. I am eating a delicious meal. I said to my mother, mom, you have paid a lot for this, and I can't repay you. I will study hard and get excellent results in the future.
Mom smiled. Motherly love is great, selfless and sincere. My mother loves me, and I love my mother more.
Primary school edition: some people say that mother's love is sunshine, which is full of children's hearts; ; Some people say that maternal love is a mountain to shelter children from the wind and rain; Others say that maternal love is water, which quenches children's thirst and nourishes the soul; I said that maternal love is unparalleled. It is bigger than sunshine, higher than mountains, higher than water and much better than anything beautiful. For example! During the Spring Festival, my mother cooked delicious dishes.
My mother keeps putting good dishes in my bowl. I was curious and asked, "mom, why don't you eat?" You only eat cabbage. " Mom hesitated and said, "It will make you fat, so keep slim."
I ate my mother's cooking, which seemed to taste like love.
Another time, I went shopping with my parents, but my mother went to children's wear stores and men's wear stores instead of buying clothes for herself. So I asked, "Mom, why don't you buy clothes?" Mother hesitated for a moment and said, "I wear too many clothes!" " "I hold the clothes my mother picked out for me, and I have a strange impulse in my heart.
Another time, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house by car.
On the way, I felt uncomfortable, so my mother asked me to sit by the window. Besides, give me water to drink. I'll run out of water soon. Mom gave me her water again, and I said, "Mom, give me your water, and you won't have any water to drink?" Mom was depressed for a while and said, "I'm afraid I have to go to the toilet after drinking too much water."
I drank my mother's water and felt a sweet spring water flow into my heart.
Roman Roland once said, "Motherly love is a huge flame". Yes, maternal love is a flame, which illuminates our way forward. I couldn't help it any longer, and finally blurted out: "Mom, I love you!" " "300 words: when the sun goes down, my mother is playing with her favorite flowers and arranging flowers, which also makes my mother feel happy.
2. Write a 300-word composition in various ways. I love delicate and restrained roses, and I also love unpretentious chrysanthemums, but I love red azaleas more because of their unique beauty.
During the May 13th holiday this year, it happened that the Rhododendron Festival was held in Binjiang Forest Park. I was lucky enough to get in touch with the gorgeous azaleas with my parents.
Stepping into the azalea park in the park, I saw a touch of bright color. From a distance, it looks like a burning flame. When you look closer, you will see dark pink stamens, and the more you go outside, the lighter the color is. The edge of the petal is white, and there is a small dark brown flower in the middle of the flower, which seems to be a flower among flowers and a sleeping baby lying in hahaha's arms! With green leaves, like a baby wrapped in a windbreaker. Turn the dark green leaves upside down, and you can see a light green, just like putting a green dress on the azalea.
I looked down and took a deep breath. The faint scent is refreshing. I looked at the beautiful charm of flowers and felt as if I had become a rhododendron and was in a paradise of rhododendrons. ...
Looking at the azaleas everywhere in the park, I was deeply touched. Although it lacks fragrance and plain appearance, I still like it very much, because azaleas bring me happiness and extraordinary charm!
3. Write a composition on the topic of learning (lyrical way) When a group of geese fly over your head in the shape of "people", do you know that autumn is coming? When you embrace the sea, can you feel the mind that "tolerance is great"? Indeed, these may not be taught by the teacher. Because learning is not just learning what others teach you, we should also learn to learn, learn to learn from other ways, and learn to learn actively.
Learn to learn from nature, and you will gain infinite strength. Sometimes, we will ignore those little things, no one knows, that is actually the object of our study! Look at the ants that are busy looking for food in order to survive, such as sesame. They are a little bigger, but they can lift objects three times their own weight and transport them back to their nests. If we have to bear such a large proportion of heavy objects, who can do it? Therefore, I learned from it that I should tap my greatest potential and gain endless power!
Learn to learn from ancient buildings, and you will lament the profoundness of history and culture. Isn't the Purple City, where kings of past dynasties lived, a highlight of the profoundness of China's long history? Standing in this ancient building, with open arms, enjoy the breath left by history and feel the baptism of the bright moonlight outside the city. Then, I was deeply impressed by the glorious history of the Chinese nation, from which I learned that China has a long cultural history.
Learn to learn from the people and things around you, and you will understand the truth of being a man. When we saw the traces of time and stopped mercilessly in the corner of our parents' eyes, I understood that filial piety is the obligation of our children; When I noticed that the teacher's voice was hoarse again, I learned the dedication of "and the candle will cry the wick every night"; Seeing farmers working in the fields under the scorching sun, I suddenly thought, "Who knows that every grain is hard?" I learned the virtue of cherishing the fruits of others' labor. ...
Perhaps, some people think that learning is to absorb the knowledge imparted by teachers in class. I don't know, learning naturally gives us infinite power; I don't know, learning ancient buildings can master history; I don't know, learning from people and things around me, my thoughts and morality are deeply imprinted in my heart.
Tao Xingzhi, a famous educator in China, once said: society is education, and life is education. Learning is more than just learning what others teach you. Let's learn to learn and actively seek knowledge!
4. Three-question (1) narration is the five common expressions in the article. Narration is the most basic and common expression in writing. It is the author's description and explanation of the development and changes of characters experience and events, as well as the transformation of scene and space. (2) description. Description is an expression that describes the appearance and form of an object and reproduces it to readers. This is a story. In particular, it is one of the main manifestations of literary creation. In general lyricism, argumentative writing and expository writing, it is sometimes used as an auxiliary means. Proper use of descriptive techniques makes readers feel strong artistic appeal. (3) Lyricism is to express and express the author's feelings. It is the main expression of lyric style. It is often used as an important auxiliary means of expression. (4) argument. Argumentative essay means that the author expresses his opinions on a certain discussion object to show his views and attitudes. Its function is to make the article clear and profound, with strong philosophical and theoretical depth. In argumentative writing, it is the main expression; It is often used as an auxiliary means of expression in general narration, discussion or literary works. (5) description. Description is an expression that clearly explains the shape, nature, characteristics, causes, relationships and functions of things in concise words. Some objects to be explained are physical things, such as mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, buildings and utensils. Some are abstract truths, such as thoughts, consciousness, self-cultivation, viewpoints, concepts, principles, technologies, etc.
5. Symbolism, as a means of expression in literary creation, refers to expressing some abstract concept, thought or emotion by means of the image of concrete things. Its characteristic is to make use of some similarity between the symbol and the symbolized object, so that some content of the symbolized object can be expressed implicitly and vividly. The artistic image of some works is even expressed by symbolic means. Symbolism is an artistic technique. Metaphor and rhetoric are similar. Just as metaphor requires some similar characteristics between the vehicle and the thing it refers to, symbol also requires some similar characteristics between the symbolized thing and the symbolized thing, which can arouse people's association. However, metaphor belongs to rhetoric, which can be used to describe abstract things as well as concrete things. Symbol, on the other hand, belongs to artistic technique, related to conception, and belongs to writing conception technique, not just language processing. Symbol is generally used to express some abstract concepts or thoughts and feelings, that is, it expresses a deeper meaning through a concrete image, so that readers can understand it themselves and enjoy beauty. This is a subtle and subtle technique that can make readers feel happy. If carefully analyzed, symbols can be divided into homogeneous symbols and heterogeneous symbols. Homogeneous symbol means that the symbol is similar to the symbolized object in essence. It is easy for readers to relate them. For example, Shu Ting's To the Oak directly expresses symbolic meaning with concrete images, and the poet uses oak and kapok to symbolize male masculinity and female femininity respectively. The "copper branches and iron stems" of oak trees and the "red flowers" of kapok are the concrete images of masculinity and femininity. Another example is the essay Firelight by Russian writer Korolenko. The author wrote about the experience of boating on a gloomy river in Siberia on a dark autumn night. When the ship is sailing in the dark, a little fire suddenly appears in front, no matter far or near, it is always so attractive. But here, is the author just describing the fire? Obviously not. Obviously, he still has meaning. With a little association, you can realize that the fire here is a symbol of hope and light. When the long river of life flows between the gloomy banks, isn't it the fire that looks far away but is in front that attracts people to March forward bravely? No matter in the years of hard struggle or on the dark road of life, people will have such an experience: even a faint and faint hope is so precious, it can give people comfort and strength. In the article, the author takes fire as a symbol and expresses this subtle feeling and complicated life experience at once. Heterogeneous symbols, symbols and symbolized objects are essentially opposite. For example, Su Tong's novel goddess peak. In the traditional sense, goddess peak is a symbol of love constancy. In the novel, Li Yong and Tu Yue are lovers. They plan to take a boat from Nanjing to goddess peak in the Three Gorges to consolidate their love. After they boarded the ship, they were accidentally in the same cabin with rich old Cui. At first, Tu Yue really looked down on the rich old Cui. I believe that he, like many rich people, lacks self-cultivation and sentiment. Later, in several contacts, he gradually felt that Lao Cui was generous, careful and considerate. The ship docked at Hankou Port. He got off the ship and went to the dock, leaving Li Yong and leaving with Lao Cui. Before a couple arrived in goddess peak, the so-called love collapsed. The ending of the novel strongly shocked the readers. It's not a novel that backfires. What really makes readers enjoy the aesthetic feeling is that the writer skillfully chooses goddess peak, the destination of his lover, which fundamentally constitutes the antagonistic relationship between the symbol and the symbolized object. After reading the novel, I can't be calm for a long time. Heterogeneous symbols produce aesthetic effects on the basis of strong contrast, so this technique can leave a deeper impression on people. From this, we can further think that it is one of the modern techniques to conceive symbols. Sublimation of the theme. The sublimation of the theme is an important link in the writing process, which enriches and deepens the connotation of the theme and improves the significance of the theme. Sun Qiao in the Tang Dynasty said in "A Book with Friends": "Words must be high and then strange, meaning must be deep and then successful." Only when the theme is profound can we reveal the essence of things and guide readers to appreciate the purport of beauty. Symbolism refers to extending the writing content from nature to human social life through similar associations. Symbolize a certain spiritual quality or character with the original characteristics, thus raising the theme to a new height. For example, Mao Dun's prose "Praise of Poplar" is a good example. The article first tries to express the characteristics of poplar, such as integrity, simplicity, stubbornness and upward efforts, and then extends the description and praise of poplar to farmers in the north through similar associations. Then use poplars to symbolize a valuable "spirit and will" of our nation. In this way, through symbolic means, the praise of poplar becomes the praise of a nation's "spirit and will". At this point, the theme has been sublimated to a lofty realm. Another example is the third book "Lights" in high school Chinese. In this article, Mr. Ba Jin first wrote that when he got up in the middle of the night and saw the lights of other people's homes, his heart lit up and he recalled them. Go back to reality and write about the comfort and encouragement given to me by the lights tonight; Reminiscent of the lighthouse, the lonely night light on Harriet Island and the torch of ancient Greece, they show people the way and then return to reality, writing that they have drawn infinite power from the light; Finally, I recalled the story of a friend who was saved and returned to reality, firmly believing that the light would not go out. Appreciating the writing of this essay, from beginning to end, we can clearly feel that its theme has a sublimation process: with the development of the author's thoughts, light gradually changes from concrete to abstract, from the actual light I saw at the beginning to the light in my mind. The specific object of light is also sublimated into an image with philosophical significance, symbolizing light and warmth. It symbolizes the belief of continuous progress in life. Linked to the writing age of this essay, it will naturally be linked to the unyielding spirit of the nation, the belief of winning the war of resistance against Japan, and the people who died in obscurity for the war of resistance. This is the artistic effect of symbolism. It means that it is beautiful now. Symbol and implication are inseparable.
6. Write a 300-word lyric composition on scenery in the fifth grade. In the morning, the sky is gloomy, and the air seems to be solidified, which is very boring!
After a while, a few small raindrops fell heavily on the glass, and it rained-fluttering silk fell from the sky, like ten thousand silver lines, and a row of raindrops fell from the eaves, like a bead curtain. It rained harder and harder, and suddenly it became a thread, and our surroundings became a sea of silk and a world of threads. Rain falls on the leaves of various flowers and plants, and condenses into crystal drops, which adds a bit of charm to flowers and plants. Many colorful "little mushrooms" have suddenly grown on the earth. They are people's umbrellas! Rain falls on people's colorful umbrellas, and the beads of rain crawl slowly, leaving winding footprints on the umbrellas, flowing down the steel wire and dripping into the potholes along the road. Bang, splash, ripples spread in circles. Rain fell on the leaves again, and round pearls appeared, lying quietly on the leaves. The wind came, it changed the direction of the rain, tilted, and the rain beads swayed and fell with the wind, but she seemed reluctant to hang on the tip of the leaf and refused to fall.
The rain beat on the roof and the glass, playing an exciting movement. Like a silver hair and a zither line shaking, I looked up into the distance, hazy, distant mountains and tall buildings ... covered by dense rain curtains, all around were quiet, only heard intermittent rain.
Rain brings infinite vitality to the earth. It nourishes the earth and everything in the world in a unique way ... how amazing nature is!
7. Write a happy composition in a lyrical way.
With a faint sunset, in the afterglow, he whipped his horse and left alone with the sound of hooves. ...
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The ballads in troubled times, the feelings of lamenting the departure from chaos, and the bells of lonely temples in the distance have awakened the dreams of countless wanderers ... Look closely at the sadness of the ancient road, how many old tenderness it hides, and the self-introduction that passed by him with a sigh, the youth of this life. ...
With the dust raised by the horseshoe, he hated the feelings of this cup of wine and swayed in the valley! Pulling back from the cliff, I looked sadly at the heartbroken road in front of me, silent, and tears welled up in my eyes. ...
I left my horse, but I didn't know where to go. In retrospect, I neglected the clear autumn and my own concern ... the waterfall with sound vaguely revealed some faint flowers. Whose sustenance is this mysterious fragrance? It's an inexplicable struggle between fingers!
Decades of heroic road, swords and shadows? Jojo is like a huge wave, washing away his last remaining youth. Memory is not exaggerating her warmth? What does Chen Wei owe? Bad blue fiber? Lazy? I'm proud of you.
He betrayed his soul, pawned all his persistence and avoided the hypocrisy carried in the light! Whether this dry land is his last habitat or not, unspeakable music has written a chapter of the night, and the crying of apes and the flying of eagles have won a desolation. ...
Second,
Looking at the end of the world, the bright afterglow and the clear sea and moon are out of reach and indelible. ...
Broken arrow, a lonely figure is sad in the cold wind ... Twilight melts misty rain ... Tears, why now? The bright moon is like a pile, which also makes my brow full of carelessness.
Leng Yu Xiao was too short to speak. ...
Heart, laugh wildly after fatigue, wake up in the vast dream!