I am an ant busy for the future, and I am an insignificant little star on the horizon. I am a little me.
I am full of curiosity and love for everything in the world. When I was a child, I watched hens hatch eggs and squatted for hours. But now I'm still childlike, still the little me. I was amazed at two unique flowers on the roadside; A little dragonfly mistakenly thought that long bangs on my forehead was a Casuarina leaf, and I was amazed; I was surprised to find that the clouds on the horizon showed a bright sky. There are too many new things and too many surprises around me, which deeply attract me.
I am warm and cheerful, and I am bold and naughty. The hot summer is the world where I soar. With the cicada singing, I can't wait to put on my shorts, like a small animal that has been hibernating for too long, and rushed downstairs excitedly. I just want to eat bamboo cores and mulberries in the big bamboo forest, pick wicker to weave flower baskets, and go to … but I got off to a bad start, and my mother who came back from buying food hit me.
Standing in front of the mirror, looking at my short head, my brown skin under my shorts, my hair always messy and fluffy, I can't help wondering: "Why am I always so small?" Really not grown up? "But I am a little boy." A glass of water can make waves. "Although it is not yet mature, I also have my own little world. I also have some secrets of my own, and I will worry about some trivial things.
This is me, a little me. I don't want to change her, I don't want her to be "another person", and I won't be another person. I'm still a little me!
2. Yuan Mei Moss thought of writing 800 words. Yuan Mei's Moss is an inspirational poem. Although moss is out of sunlight, it is so small, quietly open, unobtrusive and unappreciated. However, I am still so persistent and open, and I have no shame. It has the courage to realize its value in adversity, full of self-confidence, and seriously blooms its most beautiful moment to the world without reservation. The original poem ***20 words are everywhere in the daytime, and youth has just arrived. Although moss is as small as rice, it also blooms like peony. Yes, moss's "ambition" comes from youth, from light, and more from its introspection: "moss flowers are as small as rice, but also learn peony." From its yearning.
A person with yearning, he is self-motivated, curious and motivated to struggle. Great perseverance is only produced for great goals. Ambition represents a person's life motivation and embodies a person's soul. Ying Zheng, the first Qin Emperor, set his ambition of "unifying the six countries" when he was not in power, and finally got his wish.
Marshal Peng, a great Hunan native, fought bravely in the long river of China revolution. What prompted him to do so? It is his ambition to "turn over and be the master and strive for liberation for the poor". Marshal Peng tapped his potential from "ambition" and produced a strong revolution, thus dedicating himself to the cause of the party.
People who don't have lofty aspirations often muddle along, never grasp the chance of success and never make a difference.
Ambition, for those who work hard, is motivation; For people who are confused, it refers to road signs; For those who fail, this is a spur. It reminds people all the time that victory is ahead when oil is added.
3. Write the poem "Moss" into modern prose. When I was a child, the back wall of my house clung to a rock. When I opened the back window, I was faced with an iron-red rock. There is a gentle ridge on the rock with tall spherical oleander trees, low weeds and low carpet-like moss.
Whenever a chicken or a cat walks over the rock, there are often weathered little red stones rolling down the rock wall like quicksand. The sound often makes me stop and stick my head out. Outside, the soil rust odor emitted in the demonstration invades my nostrils, and I will be stupefied and smell it wholeheartedly. There is a fresh, sweet and humid smell in it, which smells very comfortable and makes me used to the humidity in nature since I was a child.
I often smell hiding, so I unconsciously stop everything in my hand and go outside the back window to play for a while.
When I ran out of the back boat to avoid the ditch, I looked up at the vibrant weeds on the rock ridge. I was often fascinated by all kinds of moss. Those mosses are like furry little goldfish tails, some are round and bright like duckweed, and some grow together like velvet. Sometimes, with a knife, I carefully planed off the land covered with all kinds of mosses and took it home and put it on the stalactite in the bonsai pool. Sprinkle water on it.
This is really an incredible mountain. If magnified many times, all kinds of mosses will become incredible trees. They are beautiful, strange and full of vitality, nourishing the water on stalactites, full and huge, as elegant as umbrellas and lotus leaves.
Appreciating those mosses so intently, the small bonsai is infinitely magnified in my heart. I can't help feeling that this big world and small world is also the great creation of the creator, loaded with many connotations, many mysteries and many beautiful things that we can't know!
4. "Moss" chose his own angle, conceived and drafted himself. When writing an 800-word composition, I suddenly thought of "the moss on the stage is green, and the curtain is green." Talking and laughing with a scholar, but there is no Ding Bai. "
You can choose to write quietly, calmly and quietly, taking Liu Yuxi as an example:
Liu Yuxi was demoted as a justice of Anhui and Zhou Xian because he took part in the political reform movement at that time, which offended the dignitaries of the dynasty. According to the regulations, Tongguan will live in three three-bedroom rooms in the county government. Being able to watch dishes with people from counties and counties shows that Liu Yuxi is a soft persimmon demoted from above, so he deliberately makes things difficult. First, he was arranged to live by the river in the south of the city. Liu Yuxi didn't complain, but was very happy. He also casually wrote two sentences and posted them on the door: "Face the river, look at the white sails, and fight for the ruling and opposition." The magistrate was very angry when he learned that Liu Yuxi's residence was moved from the south gate of the county seat to the north gate of the county seat, and the area was reduced from three to one and a half. The new house is by the Desheng River, with weeping willows nearby, and the environment is OK. Liu Yuxi still didn't care. Looking at the scenery, he wrote two sentences on the door: "The weeping willows are beside the Qinghe River, the people are in the sun, and the heart is in Beijing."
The magistrate of a county saw that he was still carefree and indifferent, and sent someone to transfer him to the county center, giving him only a hut with only one bed, one table and one chair. In half a year, the magistrate forced Liu Yuxi to move three times, and each time the area was relatively small. In the end, it's just a closet. Thinking about this snobbish dog officer really insulted others, so he angrily wrote this extraordinary "Humble Room Inscription" and asked someone to carve a stone tablet and stand in front of the door.
Write around the kind of "no matter what others say, I feel at ease, although the moss is humble, but my heart is green"
Come on, it will be a good composition.
5. Among the ancient poems, which poems written with moss should be pitied, and poems printed with moss, Chai Fei can't leave for a long time-Ye Songshaoweng's "Going to the Garden with a Clear Heart"
The thatched eaves are long and quiet, without any moss. Flowers and trees grow on the bed and are planted by hand —— Two poems printed by Mr. An on the wall in the book Lake
Sunlight enters the Woods and reflects to me from the moss —— Chai Lu by Don Wang Wei
A unkempt little boy sat by a blackberry and moss and learned to bow-Don Hu Lingneng's children were fishing.
At three or four o'clock, the pond is covered with moss, and the orioles at the bottom of the leaves smell one or two, and the sheep grow lighter every day —— Shu's Spring Scene
Poetry will last forever and green words will flourish —— Seventeen Poems of Autumn Pu by Tang Li Bai
Flourishing and rushing through Liuxiang, trapped in flowing water and sitting on the terrace —— Walking in the suburbs is doing things by Song Chenghao
It's a pity that there are no chariots and horses here, and the moss is upside down-in Three Poems of Liu Hua in Eleven Hostels
Where the stone mirror purifies the heart, where the moss buries the feet —— Lu Shan Ge Yu Shi Lu Xuzhou by Tang Li Bai
Moss, Mangrove and Moon Sorrow in the Rain —— Living Last by Tang Shangyin
I would like to teach Di Qing often, but I don't want to send some moss one after another —— Song Zhu and Shu Zhen's Falling Flowers.
The fur coat is idle, and the cricket urges the cold anvil —— Don Gu Kuang's Wandering Man
6. Moss's ancient poem Moss
Yuan Mei
Day is everywhere.
Qingqing Qia Rilai
Moss is as small as rice.
Also learn peony flowers.
Moss is a low-level plant, mostly parasitic in dark and humid places, but it also has its own life instinct and intention, and will not lose the courage to grow hair because of the harsh environment.
"Sunlight is everywhere" is such a place that is not suitable for the growth of life, but the moss grows green and shows youth.
"Just arrived" didn't come from anywhere, but was created by vigorous moss! It has great vitality,
Break through the obstacles of the environment and glow with youthful brilliance.
"Learning from Peony" is both modesty and pride! Carex is so small and humble that it can't be compared with peony, but peony is appreciated and carefully cultivated, and Carex strives for the same opening right as flowers by relying on its own life. This world does not exist only for a few geniuses and heroes!