The first ancient poem: rewriting the ancient poem "Spring Encounter"
It's spring season again, and I'm going to play in the suburbs.
There are faint white clouds floating in the sky, which look like pieces of white silk dancing from a distance. There is a breeze blowing in front of me, just like a child's tender little hand stroking my cheek. Near noon, the sun radiates warm sunshine and shines warmly on the body.
I walked among the willows. Strong willows are like a huge umbrella. They dance like strong girls, and their waterfall-like hair is swaying in the spring breeze. Colorful flowers on both sides of the road waved to me frequently, as if nodding to me. Unconsciously, I boarded the stone bridge in the forest. Standing on the bridge, looking around, white clouds, breeze, sunshine and flowers and willows constitute a colorful spring picture!
At this time, I miss playing with my friends in my hometown when I was a child. Being in this pleasant scenery, I was completely intoxicated. There are passers-by in twos and threes pointing at me in the distance. They don't know how happy I am! I seem to hear them talking about me and say, "Look at him, he is so old, and he is as busy as a child, playing everywhere!" " "How did they know that I was intoxicated by this beautiful scenery!
After many years, I still remember this spring outing vividly. Whenever I recall this incident, I have a deep nostalgia for my hometown!
Composition 2 on ancient poetry: I love ancient poetry
I like ancient poems. When I was young, I was often immersed in the rhythm of ancient poetry. Every night, listening to the ancient poems played by the tape recorder, accompanied by cicadas singing outside the window and a breeze blowing, I feel unprecedented happiness.
Accompanied by ancient poetry, my poetic life has cultivated a strong pastoral. The first ancient poem I can recite is "Chanting Willow". "Jasper is dressed as a tree and hung with 10,000 green silk tapestries." I asked my father what "green silk tapestries" meant. Father said that "green silk tapestry" is a wicker hanging down like a ribbon, just like a green bow tied on my sister's head. This is a "green silk tapestry". Oh, I see.
I memorized them one by one, read many poems about spring, and said, "The sun is setting, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. It's beautiful. Mud melts and swallows fly, sand warms and mandarin ducks sleep. " This poem shows us that the spring is sunny, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Spring returns to the earth, the soil is soft, swallows fly around to build nests, and Yuanyang falls asleep in the warm sand. This must be a very sweet spring scene!
"Miss Huang is facing the river in front of the tower, and the spring is lazy and sleepy." This poem is like taking us to Miss Huang's tower, watching the surging river flow eastward, and the worries in our hearts go with it. I feel lazy and sleepy when the spring breeze blows. I understand what people often say: "Spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking."
Wang Anshi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "When will the bright moon shine on me", and Zhu, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Spring Day". They are also writing about the spring breeze, and the poets have mixed feelings, reflecting the different experiences and social environment of the two poets at that time and feeling the poet's mood.
Ancient poetry not only painted my life green, but also made my soul soar. I have been involved in tang style's poems for thousands of years. Looking at the rolling clouds in the sky and listening to the fishing songs of the sea and sky, I feel the grandeur of the desert beyond the Great Wall.
Ancient poetry makes my life colorful! I love ancient poems!
Writing of Ancient Poetry Part III: I and Tang Poetry
My parents taught me to recite Tang poems when I was very young and just could speak. However, at that time, I didn't understand the meaning of Tang poetry. I just followed my parents' intonation and babbled the catchy children's voice "Goose, Goose, Goose, Xiang Tiange, white hair floating green water, red palm waves clear waves ..."
I went to kindergarten. At this time, I can not only explain the meaning of "white hair floating green water, red palm waving clear waves" in the past, but also know some slightly complicated poems, such as "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking back, I suddenly thought of home" or "The moon is now full of sea, and the horizon is * * *". Whenever the teacher tests us, although I don't understand the meaning of poetry, I will pretend to sing a few words. At this time, I will vote for it. From this point on, I like Tang poetry even more.
In the lower grades of primary school, from "white hair floating green water, red palm waves clearing waves" to "parking and sitting in love with maple trees late, frosty leaves red February flowers" went further. At this time, I realized that there are still many profound truths to be discovered in Tang poetry, and reading Tang poetry has also improved my reading and writing ability and benefited me a lot.
Slowly, in the third year of high school, I found that Tang poetry has become a part of my life. When I am sad, Tang poetry quietly accompanies me like a poet in Jingting Mountain. When I am happy, it is like a canoe in Wanzhong Mountain, carrying me to see the world. In fact, it has been guarding me. It is like a friend, teaching me the truth of being a man and the philosophy of looking at things. It has become my mentor and friend, and a friend who has always guarded me.
Gradually, I grew up, but the Tang poetry did not change. Every word and sentence reflects every footprint of my childhood and becomes the compass of my life.