North. winter String moon. Neon. The first snow began to drift away.
Sitting alone behind the curtain of the snow fog, listening to the sound of snow falling. The falling dead leaves were quickly covered with snow, disappeared like a grain of dust and sank with my memory.
It seems that every winter is spent like this, curling up in my warm cabin, lighting a curling lamp, listening to music, drinking steaming tea, reading my favorite books and watching the wind, frost, rain and snow slide past the window year after year. I would like to live in my castle like this and watch the years pass quietly, like water. I don't know if the traces of time are hung on my face and engraved in my heart. I know that one day, my eyes are no longer as clear as snowflakes. After years of heavy snow, will you still remember the woman behind the snow and the heart of the past as snow?
Looking up at the pedestrians on the road, everyone is in a hurry. The solstice of winter has not yet arrived, and the cold at this moment is not biting. I think a person walking on the road, looking at the leaves that will not fall, will make me feel a little sad, feel the warmth of home, and involuntarily speed up my steps. Reminds me of the ancient poem "Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow at night returns to people". Thinking of this, I can't help laughing, not at others, but at myself. Sitting in the room all day thinking, vague, many scenes have never been experienced and will never be realized, but inexplicably familiar and frightened. As if I had wings in my heart, I flew around for me through time and space. It turns out that imagination can be so real or so absurd.
I suddenly remembered an old song many years ago: put away your emotions, leave your memory blank, forget the past you once had, and never say love again ... I like these naive old songs, and all my troubles were solved in a few words. How many words can be realized in the ethereal promise of that year? I don't know and I can't prove it. All I know is that it will never bring the slightest excitement or dizziness, just like fireworks in the night sky. Beauty only belongs to her for a moment, the wind blows away, the prosperity is gone, and everything is empty.
Moonlight and snow shadow rolled into the window, sprinkled on the table by the window, sprinkled on my forehead, and nourished my soul. Fingertips danced again, pouring out her loneliness. This is just a game and a dream. Only the rules of this game are impermanent. This dream can see the other side, but can't swim. This play is wonderful. It should be staged when it should be staged, and it should end when it should be finished. This game is very helpless, from clear to fuzzy, from spring flowers to autumn dew. Like a wisp of wind, a Jing Xue, ups and downs at will, I don't know where to go, I don't know where to go.
"Speak, speak; What's the hurry between going and coming? " Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry" made me sigh. It turns out that everything is doomed to be in a hurry, and I will never catch up with it.
The snow outside the window has stopped. I stayed where I was, like a butterfly tired of dancing, unable to fly away.
2. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of an ancient poem. How bright the moonlight is at home! .
The moon in the sky is not as round as usual, and there are a few rays of moonlight without reservation. Month, is orange, in the vast, revealing a pale. In the starry sky of the past, Miss Yue is left alone in the sky today, unable to identify the direction under a dark cloth.
Outside the window, a bright moon is rippling in the air.
Inside the house, there is a deep feeling.
Our family sat in front of the balcony, talking and laughing, staring at the full moon in the sky. Yes, today is August 15-Mid-Autumn Festival.
The moon in the sky is not as round as usual, and there are a few rays of moonlight without reservation. Month, is orange, in the vast, revealing a pale. In the starry sky of the past, Miss Yue is left alone in the sky today, unable to identify the direction under a dark cloth.
Today, on this full moon day, Yue's friend left her. On this stage, she began to feel at a loss and seemed a little sad. I don't know why, but something always seems to be missing in my heart. In a flash, I felt empty and confused.
"I don't think anyone's home is warmer than ours." I don't know who said it casually.
Yes, my family is really warm, happy and happy, but I don't know why, when I heard this word, I felt a little sad. I kept repeating the word "home" in my mouth, and then the poem "I am a stranger, and I miss my family more during the holiday season" appeared in my mind. Familiar and unfamiliar places linger in front of my eyes like movies.
One meanders into the distance, and the shepherd boy drives the cows and goats everywhere. Cattle and sheep are dancing happily on the grass and eating the endless green space by the river. The children are playing in the stream by the river, making the clear Water jingle ring. Ah, this is a paradise for children!
This is a poor but happy village. There are no magnificent high-rise buildings, only dilapidated red brick tile houses. Although the ruthless years have left scars on them, they still stick to their sacred posts and watch the distance and SHEN WOO wisely.
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3. Find my favorite poem of about 600 words in the composition "Favorite Poem"
Who said: Confucius climbed the East Mountain but was small, and climbed Mount Tai but was small. The philosophy contained in it makes Confucianism last forever. The arrogance of the king of the world flows in it. I like this heroic spirit of climbing high and looking far and looking up at the sky. Because it has the meaning of swallowing the sky and eating the land and reversing Gankun.
In the distant past, Gou Jian was humiliated and tasted courage after returning home. From then on, it is no longer a fable that his 3,000 Yue family swallowed Wu. Who can say that Gou Jian can only destroy Wu if he is in the right place at the right time? Who can say that Gou Jian's destruction of Wu is just the will of the people? Who can say that Gou Jian is just laughing? Gou Jian destroyed Wu Geng because he had the heart to swallow the world. His heroism rose in his lost heart, from living in poverty, from ten years of living together, and from sharing hardships with the people.
Du Fu also failed in the list, and the talents were dying, so there was no way to serve the country. He traveled around the world, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, climbed Mount Tai, and wrote down the lofty sentiments adverbial of "reaching the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". . At the head of the Five Mountains, a confident mound rises in his chest. From then on, he regarded the whole world as his own life, which also made him a "poet saint" in China's poetry circle and will be immortal.
A person guarding it, who is talking? A general will be stationed on the edge, who dares to enter Huma? Who can override the merits when riding the dust? Li Guang, the patron saint of the Han nationality, is famous in history for "fighting in three Wan Licheng all his life and being a million teachers with one sword". He won the admiration of the whole world, nothing else, because he has the ambition to visit Kyushu and overlook China.
I, like boarding, like broad-minded, chic and lofty sentiments after boarding. A scholar who likes to look down on the world in the torrent of history. Or poetry is like a mountain wind, refreshing; Or like a mighty river, wild and uninhibited words; Or words like the Nine Songs of the Yellow River, winding and undulating. In the torrent of history, listen to the songs of literati, sing the songs of literati and sing the words of poets. You don't need Mount Tai, just because you have mountains in your heart.
This is my favorite poem: once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky ... look at the scenery, just because you are high; Looking down on the world, singing for the rise and fall; Ten thousand people admire and see the vicissitudes of the world.
4. Write a 600-word composition "My Favorite Song" with my favorite poem as the topic.
"Every time I wander alone, I am strong, and every time I get hurt, I don't cry …" This is my favorite song "Invisible Wings".
I remember it was grade one, and I just went to primary school. My classmates, courses and teachers are all strangers to me. In class, I didn't answer the question, but looked at the teacher with frightened eyes. After class, I didn't chat and play games with my classmates, but sat in my seat alone. Finally, the teacher told my mother about it. My mother thought about it for a day and a night, and finally came up with a coup. That day, she asked me to listen to music. "Every time I am strong in loneliness, I don't cry even if I am injured. I know that I have always had a pair of invisible wings to take me to despair. " "Listen!" My eyes are full of joy. My mother asked, "Do you like this song?" "Of course, she is such a strong person." "So, you have to be such a strong person, okay?" At this moment, I seem to understand my mother's intention. At that time, tears were swirling in my eyes, which was really touching. So I have made great progress. Teachers and classmates say I look like a different person. Since then, whenever I encounter setbacks, I can't help but think of this song.
I like the song Invisible Wings, because it makes me more confident and stronger. Lu Shuyi, the instructor of Giant Geology Branch of Giant School, commented: "I am always strong in loneliness, even if I am injured, I don't cry every time ..." The familiar singer began her story. It was the song Invisible Wings that taught her to be strong and inspired her to forge ahead, so she was a loyal listener of this song.
5. Ask for a poem in my heart. When is the spring flower and autumn moon with more than 600 words? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly last night, and the country could not rely on the moon. The jade fence should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. Ask how worried you can be, just like a river flowing eastward.
Students, do you think this word is well written? I like this word very much, because I think it is beautiful and emotional. In fact, in my heart, there is a bright and beautiful world, and that is poetry. I remember that in a Chinese class at school, the teacher gave a composition question and asked every student in the class to write an article about spring. I wrote this article in the form of poetry on a whim. In fact, what I thought at that time was just to express my thoughts in very simple language. But I didn't expect that the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also gave me excellent grades and read them in class as a model essay. This is really a great encouragement to me. Since then, I have formed an indissoluble bond with poetry. After that, I used my spare time to read widely, entered the colorful world of poetry, and fell in love with poetry from then on.
I like poetry because it gives people beautiful enjoyment.
Good poetry always expresses an emotion and a thing with high generalization, exquisite language and beautiful rhythm. The reason why Tang and Song poetry has been passed down for a long time is still respected by people today, precisely because of its bold, elegant, refined and profound meaning. "The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, and the grass in the distance is similar in color, but it is not." I seem to smell the fragrance of grass in a rich spring scene; "If she only smiles back, a hundred charms will be cast, and the makeup of the sixth palace will vanish." Reading Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, I seem to see the splendor and magnificence of the palace in the prosperous Tang Dynasty: "Until I raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring my shadow to me, and let the three of us." I read the depression and sadness of Li Bai when he was frustrated. The elegance and beauty of this poem shocked me.
I love poetry because it contains profound principles of being a man.
"Don't be idle, youth is white and sad." In "Man Jiang Hong", Yue Fei told us to cherish time; "Don't boast of good colors, just leave the air full of dried Kun" to teach us to be clear and white; Li Bai encouraged us to face setbacks and have confidence that we are not afraid of difficulties.
The artistic charm of poetry is endless. Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and Wang Wei, countless famous poets, such as bright stars, dotted the historical sky.
Many excellent works, such as Song of Eternal Sorrow, Pipa, and Water Melody, are precious heritages in the history of literature.
Today, how lucky we are to enjoy this heritage, please love poetry! Walk into the beautiful realm of poetry and appreciate its infinite charm!
6. Ask for a poem in my heart. When is the spring flower and autumn moon with more than 600 words? How much do you know about the past? The east wind blew in the small building last night, so the country can't look back at the bright moon. The carved fence should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed it. Like a river flowing eastward. Students, do you think this word is well written? I like this word very much, because I think it is beautiful and emotional. That's poetry. I remember that in a Chinese class at school, the teacher gave me a composition topic and asked every student in the class to write an article about spring. I wrote this article in the form of poetry on a whim. In fact, what I thought at that time was just to express my thoughts in very simple language. But I didn't expect the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also gave me excellent grades and read them in class as model essays. For me, it is really a great encouragement. Since then, I have formed an indissoluble bond with poetry. After that, I read extensively in my spare time and entered the colorful world of poetry. From then on, I fell in love with poetry. I like poetry because it gives people beautiful enjoyment. Good poetry always expresses an emotion and a thing with high generalization, exquisite language and beautiful rhythm. Poetry in Tang and Song Dynasties is so long-lasting that it is still highly respected. "If she just turns her head and smiles, a hundred charms will be cast, and the makeup of the sixth palace will fade into nothing." Reading Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, I seem to see the glory and glory of the palace in the prosperous Tang Dynasty: "Until I raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring my shadow, and make the three of us." I read the depression and sadness of Li Bai when he was frustrated. This poem shocked me with its true elegance and beauty. I love poetry because it contains profound principles of being a man. "Don't wait, grow old together and be sad." "Don't boast of good colors, just leave the air full of dried Kun" to teach us to be clear and white; Li Bai encouraged us to face setbacks and have confidence that we are not afraid of difficulties. The artistic charm of poetry is endless, and countless famous poets such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and Wang Wei are dotted with the historical sky like bright stars. Numerous masterpieces and masterpieces, such as Song of Eternal Sorrow, Pipa Journey and Mink, are even more precious heritages in the history of literature. Walk into the beautiful realm of poetry and appreciate its infinite charm.
7. Faced with such a great legend, the composition My Favorite Poetry is full of infinite emotion. His body and mind suffered a tragic fate. He faced a hostile city, Vienna, where the music was cheered and the difficulties were ignored. This is Beethoven's miserable life. Although Beethoven was deaf, he still didn't give up his pursuit of music and his struggle with fate.
Deafness is an irreparable disaster for musicians, which not only affects their work, but also makes them feel lonely and helpless and lead a miserable life. Led to Beethoven's rebellious character. Beethoven wrote in his letter that he walked with Goethe and met the royal family, and that he was indifferent to the royal family, which fully demonstrated Beethoven's rebellion.
Beethoven was in great pain. Because of his rebellious character, I can deeply understand his inner feelings. He is not a saint, he is just an ordinary deaf-mute, and his emotions are to be vented.
A deaf person who loves music struggled with suffering and endured cruel fate, and created such famous works as Septet, Holy Family, Fantasy Sonata, Pastoral Symphony, Moonlight and Ode to Joy. He overcame difficulties and created immortal masterpieces. His behavior shocked the whole world. He told us that the power of will is in our own hands, and happiness is obtained from pain.
Beethoven wrote an immortal ode to joy at the end of his life. When I think of my own disaster outside the window and feel sad, he will come to my side, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, playing a sad song on the piano to comfort me crying. When I crossed the difficulties and obstacles, I was deeply distressed that I could not achieve my goal. He played a high-spirited ode to joy, which gave me joy and courage.
Beethoven, thank you for letting me out of my tragedy and giving me the courage and determination to overcome my illness.
I will never forget your rebellion, your kindness and your strong will to overcome setbacks.
8. Write a composition with a poem as the topic. 600 words of Li Bai's Wang Zhaojun
Zhaojun brushes the jade saddle, mounts the horse and cries for beauty.
Today, the Han Palace is the concubine of Alakazam in the Ming Dynasty.
You can write an essay based on this ancient poem, entitled "Wild Roses in the High Wall and Deep Palace" or "Roses in Bloom Written by Li Bai" (referring to Wang Zhaojun who is as beautiful and tenacious as a rose in the High Wall and Deep Palace).
The outline is divided into three parts:
1 is the naive romance before Zhaojun entered the palace.
After entering the palace, I saw the sadness when my hope was disillusioned.
3. The inner struggle when hearing the news of traffic jam
When deciding to leave the fortress, others' incomprehension and Zhaojun's inner firmness made this great strange girl.
A touching and legendary life
Try to use some beautiful and classic sentences, such as "once you were a smiling and beautiful song in the mountains and rivers, now you look at yourself in the bronze mirror, leaving only tears dripping." . ""Who is that bright golden step swaying for? ""You are like a rose under the corner of that high wall, living in silence, just to let people see your beauty one day. "
Teachers should like this type very much and get high marks. I hope it helps you! O(∩_∩)O
You need to finish some things by yourself. You have taught what you should. If you copy blindly, you will never learn to write.