Finally, Miss Wang asked us to open our eyes. Ah! We were surprised to find three dishes and a bowl of soup on the podium. I observed that these four dishes were only made of two eggs and a dozen vegetables, but there were actually two egg shells floating in that bowl of soup. "What a simple material! What a strange dish! " I was surprised and admired, and I didn't know what the teacher was going to do. I put a big question mark in my mind.
I only heard teacher Wang say softly, "These four dishes are four poems in the quatrains we are going to learn." Hearing this, the students were very curious. The teacher smiled mysteriously and said, "I'll bring one. Guess!" " "The question in my heart is even bigger: four poems are actually four dishes? Is the teacher cheating us?
I was still muttering that the teacher picked up one of the dishes, and the small head of the whole class couldn't help looking in the direction of the podium. On the plate are ten hot and thin mung bean horns with two cooked egg yolks pressed on them. I was thinking, what's the name of this poem? However, students who responded quickly raised their hands one after another, and some students quickly turned to books.
The teacher called a lot of students, and the students all stood up and said their answers, but the teacher still didn't announce the answers. Finally, these four poems were repeated several times by the students before the teacher nodded: "Students, if you want to guess which poem is right, you have to see if the scenery in front of you is similar to the scenery described in the poem!"
After being reminded by the teacher, Song Zhiyuan, who spoke quickly, could not restrain his excitement. He was the first to raise his hand: "Teacher, it must be the poem' Two orioles singing green willows'."
"Tell me your reasons!" The teacher narrowed his eyes with laughter.
"These two egg yolks are orioles, and mung bean horns are green willows!" Song Zhiyuan said, gesturing proudly with his hand. As soon as I heard it, I suddenly realized, yes! Why didn't I think of this floor?
The other three dishes were quickly guessed by everyone. Looking at the students' excited behavior, Mr. Wang gave a thumbs up: "In order to reward your excellent performance, please taste these delicious poems today, but read them aloud after eating." The class immediately burst into thunderous applause.
Everyone in our class took a bite of food. I am extremely happy, because this is the first time I have tasted poetry-it's delicious.
Poetry Composition 2 The taste of poetry is wonderful, like sweet spring water, like sour lemon, like dried melon and fruit ... but no matter what the taste, it always exudes charming scholarly atmosphere and is intoxicating.
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Different poets and poems written by poets have their own flavor. Poetry in different dynasties also has its own characteristics.
"From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. Alas, the moon can't drink, and the shadow follows me. " In this white "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone", I read his helplessness:
In the flower room, Li Bai prepared a pot of wine, but he poured it himself, without relatives or friends, alone. He raised his glass, invited the bright moon, and suddenly looked down at the figure, only to find that there were three people drinking. Moon, since you can't drink, shadow, you can stay with me! Li Bai sighed.
Li Bai's helplessness is reflected in his poems. He is addicted to drinking and writing poems, but he has good wine. What about his friends? Since there was no one to accompany him, he invited the moon to accompany him, but the moon could not drink, so he reluctantly wrote down to drink with the moon alone.
Speaking of drinking, a poetess from a scholarly family comes to my mind-in her works, girls are so shy and playful: "Guests come in, socks are lined with gold, and they leave with shame." Looking back at the door, I smell my childhood, and my husband and wife are so lovesick that it is difficult to explain: "One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. In her works, the poetess who roams around the world alone is so sad: "It's cold and lonely to find it, and it's sad and sad", while the tragic hero is still ambitious despite his failure: "Being a hero is also a ghost hero. I miss Xiang Yu now and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "
She stood out among the wise men and sages in ancient China and became the cultural symbol of China-Li Qingzhao.
"Last night, the rain dispersed suddenly, a deep sleep without residual wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and thin. "
The words "green, fat, red and thin" are very strange to make sentences. Comparing the withered safflower to human thinness is nothing more than saying that beauty is easy to get old and youth is easy to die. Nothing more than Li Qingzhao's feeling, time has passed!
In these exquisite poems, through the spots scattered on the pages of history, let us walk into the inner world of poets and poets, into the wonderful accidents in the history of poetry for thousands of years, and enjoy wonderful surprises.
The taste of poetic composition 3 One day in Chinese class, Mr. Wang taught us to learn two ancient poems. After learning Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall", it's time to learn Du Fu's next poem "Jueju", but Mr. Wang made a strange request: all students should close their eyes. Everyone is puzzled. I don't know what game Mr. Wang is going to play with us. Although I closed my eyes, I heard a tinkling sound in my ears.
Finally, Miss Wang asked us to open our eyes. Ah! We were surprised to find three dishes and a bowl of soup on the podium. I observed that these four dishes were only made of two eggs and a dozen vegetables, but there were actually two egg shells floating in that bowl of soup. "What a simple material! What a strange dish! " I was surprised and admired, and I didn't know what the teacher was going to do. I put a big question mark in my mind.
I only heard teacher Wang say softly, "These four dishes are four poems in the quatrains we are going to learn." Hearing this, the students were very curious. The teacher smiled mysteriously and said, "I'll bring one. Guess!" " "The question in my heart is even bigger: four poems are actually four dishes? Is the teacher cheating us?
I was still muttering that the teacher picked up one of the dishes, and the whole class couldn't help looking at the direction of the podium. On the plate are a dozen cooked slender mung bean horns with two cooked egg yolks pressed on them. I was thinking, what's the name of this poem? However, students who responded quickly raised their hands one after another, and some students quickly turned to books.
The teacher called many students. The students stood up and spoke the answers in their hearts. But the teacher still hasn't announced the answer. Finally, these four poems were repeated several times by the students, and the teacher nodded: "Students, if you want to guess which poem it is, you have to see whether the scenery in front of you is similar to the scenery described in the poem!"
After being reminded by the teacher, Song Zhiyuan, who spoke quickly, could not restrain his excitement. He was the first to raise his hand: "Teacher, it must be the poem' Two orioles singing green willows'."
"Tell me your reasons!" The teacher narrowed his eyes with laughter.
"These two egg yolks are orioles, and mung bean horns refer to green willows!" Song Zhiyuan said that he proudly painted with his hands. As soon as I heard it, I suddenly realized, yes! Why didn't I think of this floor?
The other three dishes were quickly guessed by everyone. Looking at the students' excited behavior, Mr. Wang gave a thumbs up: "In order to reward your excellent performance, please taste these delicious poems today, but read them aloud after eating." The class immediately burst into thunderous applause.
Everyone in our class took a bite of food. I am extremely happy, because this is the first time I have tasted poetry-it's delicious.
The taste of poetry writing 4 "Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home." The ancients in China left many beautiful poems, especially in the Tang and Song Dynasties, which fascinated me. Poetry not only gives people a good enjoyment, but also reveals a lot of truth and makes people taste a unique taste.
The scenery around us is very beautiful, and there are many famous sayings and sentences praising the scenery in poetry for us to enjoy. "Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and thousands of green silk tapestries hang down." Why the delicate style writes the beauty of spring scenery. "All Love Can't Be Locked" and "Spring Breeze Greens Jiang Nanan" are also about spring. The poet explained a truth with flowers and plants: the progress of any new thing is unstoppable, and they will always break through the resistance and move forward. There are many famous mountains and rivers in China, such as "Emei Mountain in a half-moon day, reflecting the Pingqiang River." "How did the water of the Yellow River flow out of heaven and into the ocean, and never return?" Let us love the magnificent Mount Emei and the Yellow River in Wan Li even more. "The apes on both sides of the strait are crying, and the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man." "The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang 'an flowers in one day. "I am also intoxicated with these compliments.
We can't forget the famous aphorisms written by the ancients in poetry. We should also have the same courage and fearlessness as the ancients and dare to say "no". Wang Changling's spirit of "yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles, but Loulan can't be returned" is worth learning. "Who hasn't died in life since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and shine. " "Julian Waghann set the Central Plains in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Nai Weng." Wen Tianxiang and Lu You expressed their sincerity to the motherland respectively, and what we primary school students can do is to study hard and serve the motherland in the future. Just like Fu's "reading is like writing", as long as you study hard, you are not afraid of not learning knowledge.
The ancients also had deep feelings. "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, and three wisps of spring scenery can be enjoyed" shows Meng Jiao's reluctance to his mother. And Wang Bo's "Harmony but Difference, Our Friendship in China, Our Neighbors in Heaven", Su Dongpo's "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty" and "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun" can best reflect the sincerity between people. I am intoxicated with this deep feeling again.
Tang poetry, like a cup of fragrant tea, is refreshing; Song ci, like a classic folk music, is intoxicating. I hope everyone loves classical poetry as much as I do.
The taste of poetry composition All five poems are simple and tasteful, containing the taste of life, ups and downs, which are worthy of our careful taste.
sour flavour
"Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed." This is a feeling of returning to my hometown when I am old. "Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and I miss my relatives twice during the festive season", which is the bitterness of wandering away from home twice during the festive season; The endless pain of the king who perished in the country was vividly expressed in the sentence "Last night, the east wind blew in the small building, so the country could not bear to look back on the moon and the bright moon" ... This anti-subject-guest sentiment, the bitterness of homesickness and the bitterness of national subjugation is the sour taste of the poem.
sweet taste
"But the host can get drunk, and I don't know where my hometown is." The poet drank to his heart's content, unrestrained, unrestrained, and never felt any difference between my hometown and other places. "Look at the red and wet place, flowers are more important than Jinguan City". The poet imagined that Jinguan City would be full of flowers and colorful at dawn the next day after the spring rain. "Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily, lost their land, their hearts were found, and the poets couldn't help but be happy ... the joy of drinking, the joy of moistening things in the spring rain, the joy of recovering lost land, and the sweetness in poems are endless.
bitter taste
"Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it." Life and death are always separated, unforgettable, their deep feelings, the pain of injury can be seen; "I am afraid that the Shuangxi grasshopper boat will not move, and I have more worries." Spring leaves people sad, and poets are lonely and sad; "Now that I know how I feel, I want to say it." After mastering the world, I am full of sadness but want to talk. Under this torture, my pain is beyond words. "We are not happy-until the end of the day, we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? " Full of sighs about the ups and downs of life ... the bitterness of birth, illness and death, the sadness of spring, the pain of wanting to rest, and the sadness of life falling, aren't these all poems?
Pepper flavor
The late Tang emperor only cared about seeking immortality and visiting Taoism, regardless of the national economy and people's livelihood. "I want to cross, but I can't find a boat. How ashamed I am that I am lazier than you politicians." The poet longs for an official position, but no one appreciates him, suggesting that the court is an ignorant talent; "Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but still sing backyard flowers across the river." On the surface, the poet criticized the singer, but in fact he satirized the dignitaries who only knew how to have fun ... these poems with implications are the spicy taste in the poems.
The taste of poetry has profound artistic conception and endless aftertaste. ...
The flavor of poetry composition 6 Poetry is full of implicit expression, while poetry is full of charm and contains the flavor of life, which is ups and downs and deserves our careful taste.
ferment
I went back to China when I was young, and my local accent will not change. This is a feeling of belonging when you are old, but it is the enemy of the Lord; A stranger in a foreign country misses his relatives twice every holiday, which is the bitterness of wandering abroad and the bitterness of missing relatives thousands of miles away during the holiday; The endless pain of the king who perished in the country was reflected in the Dongfeng Building last night, looking back at the motherland. This kind of sadness against the subject and the object, the pain of homesickness and the pain of national subjugation are all sour in poetry.
sweet taste
However, the host can get drunk, don't know where the poets in his hometown can drink, and never feel the difference between his hometown and his hometown again; Xiao, look at that red and wet place. The flowers on Jinguan City are heavy. The poet imagined that the next day after the spring rain, Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene, and he was not happy; Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I frantically packed books and poems, and the motherland lost its land, but won people's hearts. The poet couldn't help drinking, and the spring rain moistened everything and recovered lost ground. There is countless sweetness in the poem.
bitter taste
Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Life and death are always separated, unforgettable, and we can see their deep feelings and pain of injury; I'm afraid that the grasshopper boat in Shuangxi can't move, and I'll be very worried. Spring has come, and the poet is lonely and desolate; Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I have practiced the world, but I am full of sorrow and want to say it. Under this torture, the pain is beyond words; We were all unhappy-until we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? Their emotions are full of sighs about the rough life, bitterness about life and death, sadness about sad spring, pain about wanting to talk back, and sadness about losing their lives. Aren't these all the pains of poetry?
sweet
The late Tang emperor only wanted to visit immortals, but ignored the national economy and people's livelihood. He doesn't ask people to ask ghosts and gods. I want to go there, but I can't find the boat. I am more eager to be an official than you politicians and poets, but no one appreciates it. I suggest that the court is ignorant; Businesswomans don't know the national subjugation and hate, but also sing backyard flowers across the river. On the surface, the poet criticizes the singer, but in fact, he satirizes the allegorical poems of dignitaries who only know how to entertain themselves. This is the spicy taste in the poem.
The taste, artistic conception and aftertaste of poetry are profound.