Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Author: Ye Mengde Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent. Xiao Lai's courtyard is half red, but the sky is clear, with a thousand feet of hair. Yin will work hand in hand with you to make it perfect. Beauty doesn't have to gather moths' eyebrows, and I'm sentimental and helpless.
Translation:
Falling flowers have been dancing in the wind, and it is raining at dusk. In the early morning, half the yard was covered with residual red, and only spider silk was several thousands of feet long, floating and winding in the noble sky.
I warmly invited them to swim under the flowers, and frequently urged them to drink to enjoy this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown In the spring, the wine stopped and people dispersed. I was sentimental and didn't know how to get rid of my troubles.
2. Ask for an essay "Dancing in My Eyes". Music sounded on the stage. Under the colorful lights, a child is dancing to the rhythm of music. This child is me! Since I was born, my mother has deliberately cultivated my artistic talent.
She often sits by the window, enjoying the beautiful melody in the tape recorder and enjoying the beautiful scenery in the sunset with me. When I was in my mother's belly, I would "dance" and "stretch my arms and kick" when I heard intoxicating music.
Every time I dance, my mother feels uncomfortable! After birth, in order to continue to train "dancing skills", I stumbled from one end of the room to the other with great interest, regardless of my mother's obstruction. My mother was frightened and asked the nanny to tie a towel around my waist to give me a break, but this made me feel bad.
This certainly kept me away from danger, but at the same time I lost the opportunity to perform. I deliberately resisted the nanny. As soon as my mother stepped out of the house, my hind feet made a scene in heaven, broke free from the shackles of towels, shuttled freely around the house, and continued to cling to my artistic journey.
It' s really "the weather is unpredictable, and people have misfortune and happiness!" Ah! Once, when I was performing, I accidentally fell to the ground, and I was in pain. A small piece of glass stuck on my forehead. I don't know if this is God's help or my luck. This piece of debris only left a mark on my forehead, but it made me lose contact with the stage for a while. Ouch! In order to exercise their temperament and fulfill their dream of becoming a dazzling star on the stage.
After careful consideration, my mother chose a very gentlemanly international standard dance for me, and then I followed the teacher and embarked on a hard and happy road of learning dance. After all, I am a man. Dancing among girls at first really depressed me for a long time, but it was worthwhile to realize my stage dream! The girls who study dance with me all have three to four years of dance foundation and certain performance experience. Every movement is so standardized and charming.
As a beginner, I look like a "big pole". To save face, I can't stand such a gap. Running away is not my character. From the day I realized my gap, I made up my mind to surpass them in a short time.
Therefore, every weekend, my figure will appear in front of the mirror of the practice room. I became the most diligent student next to my teacher and followed the teacher's steps in every corner of the training room. My sweat spilled on the floor, and the lights in the training room witnessed my little progress.
After a period of devil-like training, I quickly emerged in my class and became the object of teachers' attention. My dancing skills have also improved rapidly under the guidance of my teacher, and the number of "fans" has been increasing, and I have begun to become famous in the circle.
In order to give me more room for promotion, my teacher applied for the international standard dance exam of the Chinese Dancers Association and went to see the first exam. Out of the examination room, I found myself small, really "people are outside, the sky is behind."
After understanding the requirements of the license exam, I couldn't help but be shocked. My God! You need to learn 12 routines to win the gold medal, but I only learned a few, less than half. Two days later is the deadline for me to go to the examination room. It is also a great challenge for me to learn 8 routines and practice them in two days. In the next few days, I started "devil training".
It's summer, and I have to practice at a high temperature of more than 30 degrees for 8 hours every day. Sweat drips out with one spiral turn after another, and the floor tiles under your feet are getting more and more slippery, and the stability under your feet becomes more difficult again. When I washed my feet at night, I found that my feet and legs were swollen, but I didn't notice.
This is really the hardest part of my dancing career. Many things happen. I took the third grade exam in a row, won the championships at all levels and won the coveted gold medal.
When I found my name on the list, my excitement could not be expressed in words. The course of art is arduous and full of joy of harvest.
At the 16th Sichuan Sports Dance Championship and the 1st Sichuan Student Sports Dance Championship held not long ago, my first partner and I stood out from hundreds of contestants and won the fourth place in the group with a score of 14. On the stage I chose, I learned to be persistent and strong.
The hardships of learning dance have honed me and given me the courage to face any setbacks and failures in life and study. This will be the best memory in my life! My stage exists only for me; My stage, only I am the protagonist; My stage, only my performance is wonderful! My parents were very strict with me since I was a child, hoping to train me into an adult. Therefore, when I was 4 years old, interest classes became my theme: piano, violin, painting, calligraphy, Go … I was very busy every day. As soon as I stopped, my parents' teaching voice would ring. In the eyes of others, I really became a genius, not only with excellent grades, but also with many specialties.
However, I secretly don't like this day full of interest classes. I want to play like other children, instead of practicing at home; I want to talk about interesting topics with other students, instead of doing exercises alone; I think ... I have a lot of complaints about what my parents did.
However, one day I found that I got much more than others. In a piano competition, I tapped the keys with my fingers. The wonderful notes were like elves, and everyone was intoxicated by my performance.
After playing a song, I bowed on the stage and applauded like thunder. I won the first place in that competition.
From that day on, I knew that this was my stage and the applause of the audience was my motivation. Although I didn't like this life at first, I got used to it through many experiences.
My parents let me find my own stage, and I will continue to work hard to shine more for myself and others. "Play a beautiful front axle, and then set the prescribed posture, good, good! Hang in there a little longer, and the performance will begin soon.
3. When night falls, the composition of the dance in the heart, familiar or unfamiliar music comes from the opposite family, and the dance steps are tight and slow.
It's a disabled couple who just moved here. The man's feet are left behind, and the woman is dumb. When I saw them for the first time that day, I felt a feeling of pity: how hard it is to have such a life and such a family! Not that I despise them. I think as a normal person, I should have some such sympathy.
But the next fact surprised me. These days, their disabled friends come to the party after dark, and their music, dance and laughter come from the air. I can't see their faces, but I can feel their dancing as passionate as fire.
Faced with such a group of people, I feel that all the words in the world have become pale and inappropriate. Disabled people also love life, and the explanation that they need music and dance is so weak and vague. Only dancing with fire is appropriate. Fire is dancing, and that kind of twisted dance is the expression of the tension of fire life. The burning body sings in the dance of fire, the burning body is endless, and the dance of fire keeps on.
Familiar or unfamiliar music, like fireworks, suddenly lit up the sky in my memory. Through the distant years, I once again saw the dance of life in another form: it was in a simple brick kiln, where I left my work thirty years ago. The youngest daughter of the kiln owner was only seven or eight years old and began to help adults. The little girl wore a patch and took on the hardships of life prematurely at the age of reading and playing games. At that time, I also looked at the little girl with pity eyes, but hard work turned into dancing on the little girl. She danced with tools without any sadness. She suddenly made me fall into meditation on life and asked: What is the essence of life? What makes life move forward in such a happy way?
It is not enough to explain with innocence, ignorance and optimism. God seems to deliberately arrange for me to watch two different forms of life dance. Life has put on a pair of red dancing shoes since birth. This is the essence of life, and it is also the reason why people can sing and be happy under any hardship.
The history of human life has gone through thousands of years, during which war, disaster, disease and death can't stop the joyful dance of life. Brilliant temples appeared again and again on the ruins. After the disaster, mankind thrived from generation to generation. No fear, no pessimism, dancing and singing all the way through life, all because the essence of life is dancing.
4. Who will watch the orchestral music of many romantic novels? I don't know where it came from Accompanied by this cool breeze, I fell asleep holding the cartoon.
In the sound of singing and dancing, people only feel prosperous like a dream.
In the deepest part of the dream, the song and dance suddenly generate, and the wind music stopped. The moon lake is so big, suddenly so quiet, there is no voice, only the gentle sound of water and the thin wind.
Then the sound of water gradually sounded, and a snow-white figure suddenly emerged from the water, as straight as an underwater elf and a dragon lady in a deep palace, unable to stand the silence of the Dragon Palace. On this dreamlike moonlit night, it broke through the Qian Shan and quietly entered the world of mortals.
Rong Ruo almost wanted to stretch out his hand and rub his eyes. I can't believe that someone really appears out of thin air in the world.
Wait until the figure completely surfaced, beneath a golden light, just know, turned out to be a golden lotus lifted her up from the water. Her clothes are as white as snow and as black as night. People lean on the golden lotus, and black is scattered in white. The strong color difference eclipses the whole world and the lake, leaving only this black and white color between heaven and earth.
In a silence as if he didn't even smell his breath, the white man who fell on the lotus slowly sat up, but this sitting has the charm of thousands of amorous feelings. Then he stood up slowly with his hands half holding the lotus leaf, and his posture was as slow as a weak suit. A gust of wind can make this beautiful woman fall into the lotus terrace again and disappear into the lake.
Flowers are all over the sky, petals reflect the moon, and beautiful women around them are scattering flowers.
Flowers are flying all over the sky, and then the front edge is fragrant everywhere.
Only she, with white hair and black hair, is plain, but she has pressed down the powder of the lake, which is a splendid scene.
She stood quietly, absorbed, waving her sleeves and dancing.
I don't know what cloth my clothes are made of, but the water is not wet and dancing in the wind. Dancing quietly and deeply at night with weird black hair that hasn't touched a drop of water.
Barefoot, she stepped on the golden lotus step by step, as if she had a lotus flower step by step and walked into Yuntai step by step.
The night is deep, the moon is still on, and candles are everywhere. However, she seems to be in another world and can't see clearly. It's just that this white and black hair, elf-like posture, clothes and hair dancing in the moonlight are deeply reflected in everyone's eyes.
There is no music, no singing, no applause, only this silent dance, which is so elegant that people forget to breathe, forget their heartbeat, forget their thoughts, and even forget to say' yes'.
When the flowers have fallen, the dance has quietly stopped; No one knows when the golden lotus will gather its leaves and when the dragon maiden will sink the waves.
It was not until a girl who spilled flowers sailed to the original boat. On the Ying Ying, Rong Ruo woke up from drunkenness and looked around the lake, but there was no Iraqi. Suddenly, she felt that the world was silent, and the lake was lonely, cold and desolate.
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5. Seek a beautiful home in your heart.
Home should be green and comfortable in my heart, but my present home is completely different from mine.
By the river, you can already smell the stench coming from the river. Water is like a hodgepodge, including worn leather shoes, plastic bags, disposable lunch boxes and so on. There are some fish in the river, which are polluted and cannot be eaten even if they are salvaged. On the road, the exhaust gas from cars makes it difficult to breathe. Because of the traffic jam for a long time, it is easy to miss work and get sick. When I sleep at home, I can hear the horn in the street. It's really noisy!
My beautiful home is divided into three floors. The first floor is an artificial garden-a paradise with beautiful flowers and birds. Because driving is forbidden here, people can lie on the green lawn, read books, have picnics and so on. Animals and people are close friends. When it's quiet, it's really comfortable to look up at the blue sky and feel the breeze gently brushing your cheeks!
The second floor is a bustling city with traffic, and the roads here are unimpeded. There are dense sound insulation belts on the roadside, so that people living nearby can enjoy this quiet life. After modification, the car has become an environmentally-friendly car that runs on solar energy, greatly improving the air cleanliness of the city. How nice!
The third floor is the subway station, where the railways are spread all over the world like an Okumo network. As soon as you get on the bus, give the money to the staff and you can go where you want to go in one minute. As soon as possible and as convenient as possible.
If only I could really live in such a home! But this is just imagination. But I will definitely make it a reality with these hardworking hands in the future.
6. Is Dance of Life a classical Chinese? Not classical Chinese, but modern Chinese and prose.
The original text is as follows:
Dance of life
As night fell, familiar and unfamiliar music came from the house across the hall, and the steps were tight and slow.
It's a disabled couple who just moved here. The man's feet are left behind, and the woman is dumb. When I saw them for the first time that day, I felt a feeling of pity: how difficult this life and this family should be! This is not to despise them. I think as a normal person, I should have some such sympathy.
But the next fact surprised me. Their disabled friends came to the meeting after dark, and their music, dance and laughter came from the air. I can't see their faces, but I can feel their dancing as passionate as fire.
Faced with such a group of people, I feel that all the words in the world have become pale and inappropriate. Disabled people also love life and need music and dance. The explanation is so endless and ambiguous. Only dancing with fire is appropriate. Fire is dancing, and that kind of twisted dance is the expression of life tension of fire. The burning body sings in the dance of fire, the burning body is endless, and the dance of fire continues.
Familiar and unfamiliar music, like a firework, suddenly lit up the sky in my memory. Through the distant years, I once again saw the dance of life in another form: it was in a simple brick kiln, where I left my work thirty years ago. The youngest daughter of the kiln owner was only seven or eight years old and began to help adults. The little girl's clothes were patched, and she took on the hardships of life prematurely at the age of reading and playing games. At that time, I also looked at the little girl with pity eyes, but hard work turned into dancing on the little girl. She danced with tools without any sadness. She suddenly made me fall into meditation on life and asked: What is the essence of life? What makes life move forward in such a happy way?
It is not enough to explain with innocence, ignorance and optimism. God seems to deliberately arrange for me to watch two different forms of life dance. Life has put on a pair of red dancing shoes since birth. This is the essence of life, and it is also the reason why people can sing and be happy under any hardship.
The history of human life has gone through thousands of years, during which war, disaster, disease and death can't stop the dance of life. Brilliant temples appeared again and again on the ruins. After the disaster, mankind thrived from generation to generation. No fear, no pessimism, dancing and singing all the way through life, all because the essence of life is dancing.
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