Appreciation of Classic and Beautiful Prose 1
The real past and the inferred past.
How many times have I been invited in my dreams to see rainy alleys, girls, oil-paper umbrellas, and children riding bicycles... none of these seem to belong to my memory fragments, but they replay themselves over and over again in my dreams. , on the contrary, the memory after recording, the inferred past is far clearer than the reality. Dream - my grandmother’s teenage years were walking along my line of sight into the alley while holding an oil-paper umbrella. The child innocently rode a bicycle to lengthen the distance between us. You can't see the end of the alley, and the rain has knocked down the banyan leaves hanging over the wall. Beads have been strung along the eaves to form curtains, and the yellow leaves dripping down the ground that no one has taken care of for a long time. The sound of the wind rubbing the copper rings can be heard in your ears, which is from a stranger. There was a knock on the door, and the wooden door was nailed to the peeling red paint by the sky full of threads.
As we all know, the most difficult trap to escape does not come from the body. The green smell of patches of moss is intended to fill my nostrils, and the feathers of flying birds have long been knocked off, and there is no need to stay there any longer. Here, you should leave early. The mud left by shoes mixed in the wrinkles of the bluestone is the wet ashes of the poem manuscript left by the poet in the oil lamp, evaporating in the dark night.
The smoked yellow in the middle of the index finger and middle finger ignites sparks again. The bitter tea and boiling water on the table are squeezed into the same glass. The warmth of the ash falls on the paper manuscript on my knees. I can see your face in the perforation. Lose weight, the smoke drifts away your sorrow. Then, the wind blew, and the leaves fell...
The years have refined the annual rings, but taught me how to forget the old alleys that keep disappearing and never come back... Appreciation of classic and beautiful prose 2 < /p>
Two or three continuous drizzles, three or five days of spring breeze blowing, apricot flowers spread all over the branches, green grass buds tenaciously emerge from the withered grass, spring finally arrives quietly with light steps.
Walking on the soft beach, watching the fresh waves undulating with the wind, and the green buds exuding the tenacious breath of life on the roadside, the spring near the sea is so pleasant, as if there is "facing the sea, the warmth of spring" The poet's feelings of "flower blooming".
We, with various moods, for our dreams, our future, for our passion to take root and sprout in that spring, when we entered the society with passion, now, the spring breeze is gentle again After a while, are we still the same selves we were last year?
The spring breeze is still there, but back then we were wandering in different cities with the wind, running for life, but the spring breeze came quietly, without even sending a greeting. Our youth is like a flowing river, which cannot be returned. Only faint memories are left in our hearts, blowing in the wind and then leaving quietly!
After the pattering spring rain, flowers bloom, everything revives, and the greenness of life fills the heart. Climbing high and looking far away, you can feel the weight of the mountain and have a far-sighted vision; dripping water penetrates the stone, learning the perseverance of water, and moving forward bravely; admiring flowers and leaves, appreciating the tenacity of spring, and so on. The plan for a year lies in spring, and the beginning of the four seasons is also in spring. Everything in the past has become history. In the new spring, we will continue to work hard and make plans. After the rain, we will sow our beloved seeds again and tenaciously adhere to our original dreams. , maybe we can get heavy fruits this autumn.
Travelers from afar, spring has arrived. There is no need to pursue the poet's feelings of "facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming". As long as you keep the greenery and the breath of life in your heart, insist on the buried memory. With tenacious dream seeds and hard work, I believe that the spring in our lives will become better and better!
Another spring breeze blows. For tomorrow, I wish you all the best, my brothers and sisters wandering far away! Appreciation of classic and beautiful prose 3
Reading is a good habit, but you must learn to taste the good and the bad, and understand the right and wrong. Not every article is a superior work, but every article has something to appreciate. Any place, as long as it is made with care, is worth appreciating. In terms of writing, there are differences between high and low, and there are also differences between elegance and vulgarity. Some benefit people a lot, and some hurt people a lot. So although reading is a good habit, if you don’t distinguish between good and bad, you will let the bad ones When words enter your head, it’s better not to enter them at all and just be content with your duties.
If we know how to read and appreciate, we must learn to appreciate. Knowing how to appreciate others is an affirmation and an encouragement to people. When reading, we can appreciate its advantages and disadvantages, learn from its strengths and avoid its shortcomings, and we will definitely benefit a lot. Appreciate the strengths of others, don't just look at their flaws and ignore their excellence. That is disrespectful and inhumane.
Knowing how to appreciate is a tacit understanding that allows both parties to feel the happiness in it. Staying alone and indifferent, everything is going on in ups and downs, full in the ordinary, and eternal in the deep and shallow. Appreciation is a virtue that can accomplish many beautiful things. If everyone could realize this, all the haze in the world would be gone.
To appreciate others, be less picky and more appreciative, more enthusiastic and less indifferent; more admirable and less contemptuous. Appreciate more, pay more attention to the benefits he brings to you, and discover more of his strengths. This is also an encouragement to him.
People often see the shortcomings and shortcomings of others at a glance, but turn a blind eye to those advantages. Not knowing how to appreciate others is not only unfair to others, but also detrimental to oneself.
Appreciation is very simple, but it can produce incomparable magical power. It can change a person's mentality and psychology. Being appreciated is a lucky thing. It can make a person who has only a small achievement become a popular person. The available big shot can turn a waste into a genius.
Many people in the world hope to be appreciated by others. Similarly, each of us must learn to appreciate. Appreciation and being appreciated can produce a powerful energy. Appreciators must be optimistic and sunny. , be kind and able to distinguish good from bad, be vulgar and elegant, and have the kind thoughts of adult beauty. Only in this way can the person being appreciated be inspired to have a deep sense of self-esteem in their hearts, thus giving birth to the power to forge ahead and the ambition to make progress. Appreciation of classic and beautiful prose 4
Appreciation of beautiful prose about scenery
"A Few Words"
Highlights:
The warm southeast wind blows northward , the wind was soft and powerful, and the air seemed moist. It was very refreshing and did not wet my clothes. There are several thick willow trees in the wilderness on the right, which are particularly eye-catching in the embrace of the glow. They do not appear old and vicissitudes due to age, not at all. Instead, they are full of vitality, full of positive energy, and youthful. Less, greener. Its roots on the ground are spread out in all directions and staggered. Each root is covered with a layer of dark green moss, and it is very dense. Ants in twos and threes are crawling lazily, as if they are looking down at the spots on the earth from a high altitude. , it’s just that they are moving and I am still.
"Polymorphic Summer"
Highlights:
The dense branches covered the blue sky. The leaves swayed gently, bringing a cool breeze. There are unknown railway tracks in the distance, but the noisy sound cannot break the tranquility of the woods. The sun shines through the gaps and crawls on the ground like an elf, making it very warm. But at that time, I fell in love with loneliness. Perhaps with the embellishment of loneliness, the flower season will become more eye-catching and dazzling, making people unable to help lingering in memories again and again. But loneliness is a person's carnival. It is precisely because of loneliness that it is not called loneliness.
The afterglow reflects gently on the ground, stretching my lonely shadow very long.
"Summer Dusk"
Highlights:
The slightly waning moon shines through the shade of lush trees. Sprinkle on irregular ground. The swaying branches formed patches of flower shadows, and the mottled shadows were like a shallow ink painting, unpretentious and lifelike. At this time, a pair of white-haired old men, supporting each other, seemed to have captured the beautiful scenery on one side of the natural bluestone, and each of them hurriedly took pictures of the dusk. Then they asked me to take a group photo of them next to the bluestone. Natural bluestone, mottled flower shadows, brown flower stands, and old friends blending in the cross frame, an extremely elegant picture is instantly created in the summer dusk.
Appreciation of sad and beautiful prose
"Epiphyllum"
Wonderful paragraphs:
Perhaps, Epiphyllum knows her fate. When she was born into this world, she realized how small she was in the vast sky where grass grew and warblers flew. Although she was free from all kinds of frost, her mood was extremely heavy. Could it be that she would eventually be annihilated? In this overgrown place? She glanced around her arrogantly, feeling a sense of fear in her heart. She was helpless and lowered her head. She saw an unknown flower at her feet blooming so beautifully! She was no longer as depressed as before. She firmly believed that she would eventually bloom brilliantly. This initial dream supported her to live strong. When the wind and rain came, she straightened her waist in order to strengthen her high-spirited attitude. .Fighting spirit, when the clouds cleared and the rain began to fall, and colorful rainbows hung on the horizon, she would smile, enjoy silently, and daydream comfortably.
"Heart Like Glass, Dream of Yun Chan"
Highlights:
In life, many times, looking back is a lifetime, and looking back is also a lifetime. Treat those regrets as a dream. The dream itself is empty, everything is nothing, and everything is nothing. A few years later, when we look back on the past, we realize that the things we thought we could never let go of have been slowly and unconsciously let go; the person we thought we would never forget has only a vague silhouette left; those things we thought would never be let go The unsolvable knot in my heart suddenly became clear early; the accumulated hatred also disappeared with the wind.
Have a heart like glass and have a dream of cloud Zen. Although we cannot choose green mountains and beautiful waters to carry bamboos and plant chrysanthemums, we can also sit and watch the clouds rise in every place in our lives. Waiting for the sunset. We can still manage our hustle and bustle life with warmth and refinement, cultivate our splendid years to be extraordinary and refined, and comprehend the exquisiteness of our short life.
"Missing You, Sipping a Cup of Fragrant Tea", author: Nangong Bing'er
Highlights:
You are in the north, the market is bustling at night, and the lights are on. "I am in the south, and the stars are clear and about to fall. Which one of us once said that if you think of each other in your spare time, please remember to make a cup of jasmine tea."
I have forgotten a lot, like how we both fell in love with jasmine tea together. We have retained a bit of the shyness at that time. Will that unbridled laughter pass through the layers again? The layers of leaves reach directly into the clouds, and we can no longer see clearly.
Appreciation of beautiful love prose "Lost Heart, Reluctant to Look Back"
Wonderful paragraphs:
Yearning for a garden full of flowers, fragrant all the way, but still nostalgic "The years are quiet and peaceful, and this world is stable". I am obsessed with the country of dreams, your world, but I can’t let go of the warm and fragrant tea and rice, and the sweet and moist porridge. In your world, all the footsteps I have walked have been quietly collected by you. I happily run in your world, admiring the beauty in one place after another, without ever looking back. I marvel at your gentleness. You approach quietly and touch gently. In this moment of stay, there is a deep fragrance of warmth. I never realized that your world was constantly changing and developing. Inadvertently, I forgot where I came from and where I was going. Entering your world, I have lost myself.
"Across the world, a long-lost nostalgia"
Highlights:
What kind of separation in the past life led to this brief encounter and acquaintance in this life , just a few words, they all feel deeply affectionate. Even if they are not seen, the feeling of desire is right in front of them, looking at each other silently and smiling. It's as if, after waiting for a long time, the moon is full on the west tower, and the piano and harp are singing in harmony!
Somehow, we are going to meet. Somehow, we really meet. The sky is waiting for a prosperous misty rain, and I am waiting for a dreamlike reunion after a long separation. Immersed in the ecstasy of joy, I forgot that the reunion after a long separation is also a long separation...
"Those who miss it are passers-by"
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I have welcomed and said goodbye; I have waited and given up; I have looked forward to and been disappointed. Many passers-by come and go in my world, but no one is willing to stay and let me no longer say goodbye and be disappointed. Sometimes, when we first meet, I anticipate parting in the future, but I still desperately seize any opportunity, even if it is an extremely small possibility, I also want to let go of any chance of happiness. Sometimes, after we have been together for a long time, we think we can go all the way, but in the end we still part ways for one reason or another, and the happiness we once had becomes a bubble in the blink of an eye, and it will be broken at the first glance.