Bing Xin in My Eyes (1)
In the textbook, I met Bing Xin. She is a kind grandmother. She lived for about a century and was a famous writer at home and abroad.
When she was a child, she grew up in Yantai with her father. She contacts the sea every day and makes friends with sailors, which makes her a child in a cage. She often goes to the mountains, where she knows everything. On the day when dandelion and bitter herbs bloom together, the mountain seems to be covered with stars, which will cause Bing Xin to run around.
Bing Xin is the elder statesman of China's new literature movement since the May 4th Movement. She initially opened a clear sky in the literary world with meaningful and beautiful new poems. After a hundred years of life journey, it ends with such a poetic ending, which is a much-told story in the literary world.
Bing Xin wrote many works in his life, including To a Little Reader, To a Little Reader Again, To a Little Reader Three Times, We Wake Up in Spring, Little Orange Lantern, Ode to Cherry Blossoms and so on.
Grandma Bing Xin's works also inspired me a lot: when I was unhappy when I walked and wanted to step on a flower, Grandma Bing Xin told me: Don't step on this flower; When I'm bored, I think about grandma Bing Xin's communication. When blowing bubbles, I remembered grandma Bing Xin's soap bubbles when she was a child. They float high in the air, and colorful lights gurgle on them.
Ah, grandma Bing Xin, I will remember you, because your works left me the best side!
Bing Xin in my eyes (2)
Bing Xin, formerly known as Xie Wanying. 1965438+In September 2009, she published her work under the pseudonym "Bing Xin" for the first time. Her works are inseparable from the three themes of maternal love, children and nature, and all her works are full of love.
Bing Xin in my heart is kind. I remember writing in lesson 3 1 Farewell to Bing Xin: "Mom and grandma stopped looking at them with gentle eyes, and the children kissed Bing Xin's forehead with tears in their eyes." From this sentence, we can see people's love for Bing Xin, and also reveal the kindness of Bing Xin. Some of Bing Xin's articles also reveal a kind of kindness, so Bing Xin is kind.
The ice heart in my heart is the ice heart of love. Bing Xin's articles are full of love, especially her prose "Laughter", which reveals a touch of love, quiet and serene. Bing Xin loves children, nature and everything. So Bing Xin is the Bing Xin of love.
The ice heart in my heart is a free ice heart. When Bing Xin is not at school, he often goes to the mountains or the seaside ... Barracks, flag stands, forts and docks are the activity stages of Bing Xin's childhood. On this boundless and vast stage, Bing Xin felt infinite joy and freedom. The stage of Bing Xin is infinitely big and wide. She is like a free bird, flying high in the blue sky. So Bing Xin is a free Bing Xin,
Bing Xin in my heart is kind, loving and free. What is the ice heart in your heart?
Introduction to Bing Xin:
Bing Xin (190010/0/0-0/5/2/999), formerly known as Xie Wanying, was born in Changle, Fujian. China poet, modern writer, translator, children's literature writer, social activist and essayist. The pen name Bing Xin is taken from There is a Bing Xin in the Jade Pot.
In the morning post of August 19 19, Bing Xin published her first essay "Hearing Feelings on 2 1 Day" and her first novel "Two Houses".
1923 Before and after studying abroad, he began to publish a series of communication essays with the general title "To Young Readers", which became the foundation work of children's literature in China. 1946 was hired as the first foreign female professor by Tokyo University to teach the course of China New Literature, and returned to China in 195 1 year.
1February 28th, 999 At 2 1 p.m., Bing Xin died in Beijing Hospital at the age of 99, and was known as the "old man of the century".
2. The second-grade composition "Bing Xin in My Eyes" talks about life-Bing Xin is a good article. I dare not say what life is, I can only say what life is like.
Life is like a river flowing eastward. It originated in the highest place, and ice and snow were his predecessors. He gathered many small streams, synthesized a powerful Hong Tao, and ran down. He zigzagged through the cliffs, washed down a layer of sand and accumulated soil, rolled away happily and bravely, enjoying everything he encountered along the way; Sometimes, when he meets the front of the rock, he rushes up angrily, roaring and spinning, and the ups and downs of the front and back waves urge him. It was not until he passed and fell off the dangerous cliff that he washed away calmly.
When he crossed the thin flat sand and sunset, he saw the red peach blossoms on the shore. He was happy and shy, flowing quietly and singing in a low voice, and spent this romantic trip and journey gently. Sometimes, when he encounters a storm, it will stimulate his mind and soul, and it will thunder. The strong wind blew him up and the heavy rain hit him. He was temporarily turbid and uneasy, but when the rain passed, it only gave him a lot of new strength.
Sometimes he will meet the sunset glow and the new moon, shine on him, cast a shadow on him, and bring some faint warmth in the cold: at this moment, he just wants to rest and sleep, but the force of progress still urges him to move forward ... Finally, one day, he sees the sea in the distance, oh! He has reached the end of his trip. The sea made him hold his breath and bowed his head. How vast and great she is! How bright and dark! The sea solemnly extended its arms to receive him, and he kept quietly flowing into her arms. He has melted and naturalized, and he is not happy or sad! Maybe one day, he will rise from the bitter raindrops on the sea, fly to the west, form the Persian Gulf again, then wash down the stone walls on both sides and look for peach blossoms on the shore.
However, I dare not say the afterlife, and I can't believe it! Life is like a small tree. It gathered many strategies from the ground, stretched under the ice and snow, and bravely and happily hatched in the wet soil of early spring. He may grow on the plains, on rocks and on city walls. Just look up at the sky, oh! I saw it. Oh, my God! He spread his young leaves to absorb the air, endure the sunshine, sing in the rain and dance in the wind. He may be covered by the shadow of the tree, or he may be covered by the tree. The power of youth growth finally made him break away from the leaves and stand up in the hot sun! When he meets luxurious spring, he may be full of flowers, bees and butterflies flying around him, birds singing on his branches, he will listen to orioles singing, cuckoos weeping for blood, and maybe he will hear the strange songs of owls.
He grew to the most lush middle age. He spread his thick shade like a cover to cover the flowers and plants under the tree. He produced countless fruits to show the endless sweetness and fragrance of the earth. The autumn wind began, blowing his leaves from dark green to deep red. In the autumn sunshine, he will have another solemn glory, not the pride of flowering, nor the happiness of results, but the tranquility and joy after success! Finally, one day, the north wind in winter rolled up his yellow leaves and shook them. He danced feebly in the air, and the earth solemnly extended its arms to receive him. He threw himself into her arms without saying a word.
He was melted and naturalized. He is not happy or sad! Maybe one day, he broke out from the underground nuts again. Grow into a small tree, then pass through the thick covering layer, and then listen to the singing of oriole, but I dare not say the afterlife, nor dare I believe it.
In the great life of the universe, how humble and insignificant we are, the activities of one drop and one leaf synthesize the evolution and operation of the whole universe. Remember: not every river can enter the sea, and those that don't flow will become dead lakes; Not every seed can become a tree, and those that don't grow will become empty shells! Life is not always happy, nor is it always painful. Happiness and pain complement each other.
It means that waterways have to pass through different banks, and trees have to pass through ever-changing seasons. We should thank life in happiness and also in pain.
Happiness is exciting, but pain is not beautiful. I once read a proverb, "May there be enough clouds in your life to create a beautiful night". The life of the world, the country and the individual is nothing more cloudy than today.
3. Bing Xin's 400-word essay "My Heart" is for reference only:
Bing Xin in my heart
Some people say that good prose is fresh as Lolita vanilla, gorgeous as bright sunshine, pure as a kiss of a newborn baby, and profound as a poem rhyming with bones. Close this excellent collection of Bing Xin's works, as if just strolling out of the forest in the early morning.
Bing Xin, a famous contemporary female writer, formerly known as Xie Wanying, is the most influential female writer since the May 4th Movement. Since 19 19 entered the literary world, in the long 80 years, she persistently dedicated her passion and all her love to generations, and at the same time influenced generations.
Bing Xin's works are unique in style and delicate and soft in writing. Her works are very popular with students and are very friendly to read. Especially the works written for children, with sincere feelings and vivid writing style, such as "Little Orange Lantern" and "Poor Little Reader", have aroused the writing interest of many young readers.
Nowadays, many teenagers regard pop stars and movie stars as idols and follow their example, so they neglect their studies. However, there will always be times when the stars are dim. When they are no longer known and sought after by the world, what is left? Compared with today's stars, Bing Xin's soul is sublime and transparent as crystal, leaving an imperative spiritual property for future generations. None of the children who read her works will hurt others' hearts.
Bing Xin's works and personality are symbols of truth, goodness and beauty, and have won the admiration and love of readers.
The moment I closed the book, my mother asked me for the book. After giving it to her, I saw my mother carefully leafing through every page. She looks like an eager pupil. Not only students and children, but also parents of students and even people of all ages can understand the true meaning of love when reading Bing Xin's works. In everyone's mind, she is not only a writer, but also a great philosopher.
Bing Xin will live in our hearts forever.
Bing Xin, the immortal "star" in our hearts.
4. How to write Bingxin's senior high school composition in my mind-a legendary figure, with her frail body and fairy-tale works, successfully showed a clear sky in the literary world with her nearly one hundred years of life.
She is the messenger of love. Her love is selfless, pure and powerful! Her love is a bud that can be drilled from the stone pile and grow happily in the happy wind.
Let people praise her because her presence adds color to the world. She is the embodiment of love, and her love is pure, beautiful and made with sincerity! Her love is a kind of power, which can turn pain into energy, darkness into light and pain into happiness! We cherish Bing Xin's feelings, because her feelings make people's existence a responsibility.
She is also a naive "child". Although she is very old, her works are lively, although a little subtle, but a lot childish.
For example, "Say a few childish words to love the sea", the title is childish, the words are full of innocence, liveliness and loveliness, and the characters are also very interesting, just like those written by primary school students. She is also a "princess in the sea".
She has an indissoluble bond with the sea. She has the breadth and frankness of the sea. We admire her sea-like bosom.
She also has a rose-scented life. She likes roses very much and thinks they are bright and beautiful.
When someone sends her roses, she will seriously tell the sender that this is her happiest time. The elegant fragrance of roses is very similar to her works, so she loves roses.
Grandma Bing Xin's life is legendary, full of affection and love, which is the total combination of childlike innocence, the sea and roses.
5. In my eyes, Bing Xin's 300-word Red Sorghum Academy Wu Haoyu Century Jinyuan School is the flower of success in grade six. People are only surprised at her present talent. However, from the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and splashed with blood and rain of sacrifice.
-Inscription This is my favorite famous saying, and it is also the motto of my life. In my eyes, Bing Xin is an old man who has been spreading the spirit of great love all his life. Bing Xin is a free old man. Bing Xin was born on June 5, 1900 in Sanfang and Qixiang, Fuzhou. Later, she stayed in Yantai for eight years. When she was 0/8 years old, she wrote Fan Xin Spring Water, which showed her freedom of thought.
Old Bing Xin is strong. 1949, she was forced to teach in Japan. Three years later, she struggled to go to China again. She met many difficulties in life, but she survived them all.
She has gone through a century's life and created brilliance through tempering. Old man Bing Xin loves him.
Every work of hers shows the spirit of loving children, flowers and plants and the motherland. Lao Bingxin has been spreading truth, goodness and beauty all his life, and has explained what true "great love" is with his whole life.
Bing Xin is an old man of the century. Her spirit has been deeply affecting me and inspiring me. She is an indispensable spiritual food for my growth. Are you satisfied with my answer? Please accept me if you are satisfied, thank you! If you are not satisfied, you can keep asking me.
6. Composition In my eyes, Bing Xin's grandmother Bing Xin, a master of contemporary literature and a centenarian, has left us.
She has enjoyed her love for others all her life, and has integrated into this world and will never leave us. Grandma Bing Xin told us countless magical and beautiful stories all her life. Let's read the magical and beautiful story that happened to grandma Bing Xin. Grandma Bing Xin is smart and studious since she was a child, and especially likes listening to stories.
In order to encourage her to study E79FA5E98193E4893E5b19E3133361303633, her teacher said to her, "Xiao Ying, do your homework now, and I will tell you a story when your homework is finished." Her teacher has a romance of the Three Kingdoms, and Xiao Bingxin can't put it down. Although she doesn't know many words, she studies listening to stories harder.
Sometimes the teacher can't tell her stories because of something, so she reads them by herself, but she doesn't know many words in the book. What should she do? There's really nothing she can do, but sometimes she can really get it right! Her mother was distressed to see her like this. She thinks she is still so young that studying hard will hurt her brain. So she tried her best to persuade her to go out to play, but Xiao Bing Xin just wouldn't go.
When my mother saw that the soft ones were not good, she played hardball and hid all the books she usually liked to read. But Xiao Bingxin seems to have some kind of magic. She can always find the books hidden by her mother.
But in order to avoid her mother's scolding, she always looks at it secretly, sometimes even when she takes a shower. Grandma Bing Xin's spirit of loving learning is worth learning.
Speaking of this, I think of a poem by grandma Bing Xin: a successful flower, and people are only amazed at her present brilliance. However, from the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and splashed with blood and rain of sacrifice. This poem tells us that people only admire the beauty of a beautiful flower when it blooms, but they don't realize how many hardships and great sacrifices she experienced when she was in bud.
It reminds me of myself. I remember the last time I went to my cousin's house to play, and I saw her playing the erhu, which seemed very intoxicated. I was curious, so I asked her to teach me. After she taught me several times, I still can't. She smiled and said, "Sister, it is not easy to learn to play the erhu!" When I heard this, I was furious and said to her, "Are you not the only one?" What's the big deal? Hum, I don't want to learn yet, cut! "I heard that, my cousin a face of innocence. She didn't expect her jokes to annoy me so much ... I thought it over afterwards. This is still my fault. My cousin has been playing erhu for a long time, and it took so much effort to get this result, but I want to succeed without effort. This is really ridiculous.
Now, after reading this little poem by Grandma Bing Xin, I really understand that only those who have experienced many hardships will succeed.
7. Bing Xin in my eyes, as a talented woman during the May 4th Movement, was once famous for her novels such as Superman and Lonely You.
Then in the 1920s, she wrote essays such as For a Little Reader, Laughter, Past, Dream, and poems such as Stars and Springs, which were praised as "one of the most beautiful achievements in the literary world" by writers such as Yu Dafu and Mao Dun. 1923, in response to Bing Xin's proposal, Morning Post opened a column "Children's World". The first issue is all translated works.
Bing Xin was so happy that she started a friendship with young readers in China for half a century. This is known as "for young readers". When writer Ge was a primary school student in a ruined temple in the countryside, the class teacher recommended "For a Little Reader". She was famous for her love.
The locked heart of rural children suddenly opened a new window. Ge was Mr Lao She's secretary in the 1950s.
When she accompanied Lao She to see Bing Xin, she couldn't help saying, "Yes, I really do!" Lao She smiled and asked, "Like who?" Ge Cuilin said without thinking, "I like Bing Xin!" "The more I listen, the more confused I am." Lao She smiled again.
Bing Xin is as kind and warm as the little reader Ge imagined. For half a century, Bing Xin introduced the local customs around the world to young readers, including his younger brothers, and expressed his deep homesickness.
Letters during the Anti-Japanese War explored life themes such as friendship and the value and significance of life. In the letter after the Cultural Revolution, she expressed her ardent expectation for young readers to seize the day.
The young readers are all covered with hair, and the children and grandchildren have picked up Bingxin's letter. The sister who wrote the letter is already a kind grandmother.
8. In my eyes, the 50-character Bing Xin was originally named Xie Wanying, and his pen name was Bing Xin.
With the meaning of "a piece of Bing Xin is in the jade pot", the purity of Bing Xin's heart can also be seen. Bing Xin is called "the old man of the century". She is also a famous modern poet, writer, translator and children's writer.
He used to be honorary chairman of the Central Committee of China Association for Promoting Democracy, vice chairman of China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, honorary chairman and consultant of China Writers Association. Bing Xin wrote "For Young Readers" from 1923, 1958 and 1979, "For Young Readers Three Times", which has been written for nearly sixty years! The poet Li Shangyin once said: "Children don't know where spring is, but only pick tourists to travel."
Grandma Bing Xin said: "Tourists don't know where spring is, and many trips only pick children." Aren't these enough to prove that grandma Bing Xin likes and loves children very much? Grandma Bing Xin also loves life and nature.
Bing Xin wrote in the article "Don't step on this flower", "All of us, walk around it, don't step on this flower." "In the endless happiness of spring, this happiness also has its share." This is grandma Bing Xin telling us to take care of all life in nature! Grandma Bing Xin loves the sea and roses all her life.
Don't forget to smell the roses even in the most difficult time. She told us with her own actions: we should face life bravely and be strong in life.
Grandma Bing Xin is old and follows her children to the Summer Palace to find the footprints of spring. Grandma Bing Xin loves her motherland. She went abroad in her twenties, but she didn't stay there in the end. She returned to the motherland, poured out what she saw and heard, and devoted herself to China's children's literature. When leading cadres of China attended Bing Xin's funeral, she was also called "the best friend of the China Party and people".
Grandma Bing Xin sprinkled all her love in every corner of the world and finally left with love. No, grandma Bing Xin didn't leave! She still lives in our hearts, and we will grow up in the love of Grandma Bing Xin and become caring people like Grandma Bing Xin! (text.
9. Bing Xin in my heart If someone asks me, "Who is your idol?" Then I can tell you calmly that my idols are Bing Xin, Lu Xun and Guo Moruo. "
Speaking of Bing Xin, I have read many essays and poems about her.
For example: paper boats and distant places. In the poem Paper Boat, she described the spectacular scenery of the motherland and expressed strong patriotic feelings.
"Far away" describes the scenery of hometown. Bing Xin expresses pain and sadness in the poem, and finally repeatedly expresses the sadness of being far away from hometown. If I were a writer, this article reflects the author's determination to become a writer, and writes down her ideals and feelings as a writer one by one. Later, she finally became famous, which deserves my great admiration.
Also worthy of my worship is Lu Xun. Several of his articles were written during the May 4th Movement. The first is The True Story of Ah Q, which describes a person's real life and social image at that time. The second article is Autumn, which describes the beauty of autumn scenery observed by the author during his visit, and also describes the mood of many tourists in detail.
The most prominent is Diary of a Madman. The article describes the complexity of society and the life of poor peasants during the May 4th Movement, but Lu Xun was anti-feudal during the May 4th Movement, exposing the cruel exploitation of society.
Lu Xun's article reflects that some people are homeless, some people have no money, some people are beggars and so on. Lu Xun described in detail the image of those capitalists beating, cursing and even starving the poor.
The author expressed his dissatisfaction with the old society and exposed its ills. No wonder after the May 4th Movement, some people said, "Lu Xun's articles are like daggers, stabbing the enemy's heart, and I was deeply moved by Lu Xun's fearless revolutionary spirit." This statement is not false at all.
Guo Moruo's poems are also my favorite. I have read many of his poems, such as Market in the Sky and Silent Night.
The Market in the Sky describes the free life of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the sky, which shows the author's longing for the birth of a new life and his aversion to the ugly phenomenon of the old society.
They are all great writers and idols in my heart.
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