Human feelings include: smell-nose, sight-eyes, taste-mouth and tongue, hearing-ears, touch-many parts of the body. In this way, in addition to the horizon, there are many insights, and you can also write wonderful articles. For example, Liu Zongyuan's Ode to Autumn Sound basically relies on hearing to describe the scenery. Li Zhao's "Li Mou plays the flute at night" "Li Mou plays the flute in Guazhou at autumn night, and the boat is very narrow. At the beginning of the tune, the masses are resting. A few minutes later, the breeze came quietly. After a while, the boatman Jia Ke complained about the sound of crying. " The scenery here is in the sense of hearing.
Zhou Jiadi, a blind poet, lost his bright eyes, but saw the world more thoroughly.
In literary creation, the thinking of writers and poets is extremely active. The feelings between people are borrowed and communicated with each other. Poets' sensory organs should communicate openly with each other in their poems. Just as Liu Xie said, "Poets have a sense of things and endless associations". When the poet's feelings surge, his hearing, smell, vision, taste and touch become very close and sensitive. Thus, in the poet's wandering world, the sound has a shape, the flowers have a song, and the fragrance has a color. ...
Rhetorically, it is called "telepathy" or "synaesthesia". For example, the spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan (Wang Anshi: boating in Guazhou). The author turns the tactile spring breeze into a visual "green" image, which makes people feel the charm of the spring breeze strongly.
"It sounds like a cicada sitting on a tree in the forest/watering lilies." (Homer's epic) The sound is transformed into a flowing liquid with the fragrance of lilies, and the poet uses visual images to describe the beauty of the sound. If the image of poetry is not deformed by other senses, the sound is indescribable.
2. Kneel for a paper. Requirements: Hands described by senses such as sight, hearing and smell. The autumn girl of Ginkgo biloba leaves came happily with a beautiful waltz. The leaves gradually faded their green luster and unconsciously put on a golden dress. I picked a piece and stroked it carefully in my hand. It is not smooth, but it is not rough. The autumn wind took away its moisture, which was a little hard. Leaves. I put the leaves in front of my nose and took a deep breath. The faint fragrance lingered in my heart, which was the breath of nature. Leaves are like handfuls of small fans, and beautiful butterflies rest quietly on the branches. The leaves are light green in spring and plump in summer. In autumn, ginkgo leaves are colorful, some are yellow, some are half yellow and half green, and some are all yellow. The sun shines in. Leaves that are not exposed to the sun are swaying in the branches not to be outdone. When the wind comes, they will take the opportunity to approach, whisper to each other, and some will reluctantly leave the embrace of the tree and fall in mid-air ... After the wind passes, they will return to calm, as if immersed in their own reverie and silent. These ginkgo leaves neither know what death is, nor do they know that spring will come again. They are very big. Countless leaves do the same job-give the milk of life to the tree. These leaves are very simple, live in obscurity and have no publicity. However, this humble leaf can report the news of spring to people and bring people hope and joy. It can also provide shade rest for people under the scorching sun; Autumn has come, and it is willing to sacrifice itself and return to the foundation of the tree and the embrace of the earth. Ginkgo biloba leaves in autumn are far less vibrant than leaves in spring and summer, but full of maturity! Because it knows how to give, it is what it is now. For the reincarnation of life, selflessness and silence. The cold wind blows, and the golden ginkgo leaves fall, as if telling a beautiful story.
3. Write a composition of 400 words about the characteristics of a Chinese teacher by various descriptive methods. Our teacher Chen is beautiful, short, neither fat nor thin. She has long black hair, a round face and bright eyes on her nose.
She is a good teacher in our mind. She is very strict with our study.
In class, she was afraid that we would be distracted, so she used many teaching methods to stimulate our interest in learning. She should teach us patiently when she meets questions she doesn't understand. Even if there is a small punctuation error in our homework, she asks us to correct it.
Teacher Chen not only cares about our study, but also cares about our life. Which student in our class is ill, she always sends us to the hospital in person, and sometimes she drinks tea and asks questions.
For example, there is an orphan in our class whose family is relatively poor. Teacher Chen asked our classmates to help her and mobilized our classmates to buy school supplies and daily necessities with their own pocket money, which made her feel the warmth of the group. Teacher Chen is really a good teacher! She is a beautiful teacher in our mind, and we will never forget her.
4. Describe the spring breeze of a thing with various sensory organs.
Spring is a vibrant season. In this season, bright yellow winter jasmine blooms quietly, clear spring water gurgles, lively birds sing softly ... everything is so beautiful, but people ignore the spring breeze, the giver.
Spring breeze is the messenger of spring. She came to the world affectionately and quietly, running gently, blowing red flowers for spring, teasing ice, awakening birds and welcoming warmth.
It is true that the spring wind erased the heat of summer, the cold of autumn and the biting of winter, leaving only meekness and lightness; It is as gentle as water and as happy as fire. As Zhu Ziqing wrote in the article "Spring", the spring breeze "touches you like a mother's hand, and the wind smells of new soil, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air."
After the rain, the sky was as blue as if it had just been washed. There are a few milky clouds scattered in the blue sky, such as a few lonely flowers in an endless field. Two tall persimmon trees stood upright on the roadside, and new green leaves appeared on the branches that could not bear loneliness. They looked into the distance, trying to absorb nutrients. At this time, a spring breeze brushed the face, brushed the flowers, shook off their drowsiness, and made them all refreshed; The clouds that have passed by, except for their haze, leave only brilliance; Brush young leaves, shake off their laziness and let them grow up well. ...
The water is sparkling, and the willows at the water's edge have just sprouted, and the branches that are not long or short are hanging down. This is the spring breeze coming quietly. He blew the water with microwaves, and the willow branches swayed gently ... Yes, "the spring breeze in February is like scissors". What a beautiful picture it is in the sunshine and laughter!
You see, on the playground, in the park, under the eaves, where there is no spring breeze? Where is the happiness brought by the spring breeze? It was he who blew the child's hat and caused a burst of laughter. It was he who blew the sweat off the rower's face and made him smile. He screwed up. ...
If there were no spring breeze, wouldn't spring be dead? If there were no spring breeze, wouldn't spring be a mess?
Ah, the spring breeze, your great giver, not only blows the earth green, but also warms people's hearts.
5. Use various senses to describe the autumn scenery in 400-500 words.
Someone said, "Autumn is beautiful!" Especially looking for autumn.
Autumn is coming, the rice in the field is ripe, and the rice in Huang Chengcheng is like a big piece of gold. In the east, people come here with harvesters. They let every grain of rice into the warehouse.
In autumn in the Woods, the leaves of all kinds of trees are yellow and fall on the pond and the ground one by one. However, the pine tree still stands tall and motionless in the wind, and its leaves are still so green.
Autumn is in the garden. Chrysanthemums in the garden are in full bloom, including red, yellow, green, white and orange ... The petals of these chrysanthemums are like thin shredded radish. The petals of some chrysanthemums are all spread out, revealing the tender yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums only spread two or three petals; There are chrysanthemums in bud, as if the petals are about to open.
In autumn, apples, oranges, bananas and other fruits in the orchard are all ripe. Uncles and aunts are holding baskets and picking fruits one by one. Those fruits that haven't been picked seem to say, "Pick us quickly! Those who want to buy fruit are waiting for us! "
Autumn is on people. People wear sweaters, vests, sweaters and so on.
Where is autumn? Autumn is in children's eyes. As long as we keep exploring and discovering, we will gain a lot of knowledge that is not available in books.
6. Please use various descriptions to write a fragment of about 150 words at the beginning of coming to school: the flaming maple forest.
One day when I was idle, I suddenly saw that Taiwanese bamboo on the balcony. The lush leaves give me an impulse to get close to nature. So I grabbed the phone and condensed this idle and boring Sunday into a series of phone numbers.
In the yard. The sun was shining, and Vera came here soon, holding hands and hugging each other. We laughed before we could speak. The tacit understanding between us gave us a proud capital, which not only deepened us.
The friendship between us makes us realize the harmonious fun between people.
Riding a car, we go forward freely and happily, spilling our cheers and laughter along the way. The flowers and trees on both sides were infected by us and greeted us along the way, keeping pace with time.
"Wow, it's beautiful!" I can't help but blurt it out.
"Yes, the witness of our friendship has become beautiful again!" Lively sunny joked.
Yes, what appeared before our eyes was a flaming maple forest. Under the sunshine, the whole maple forest becomes more and more layered. The bright red color makes people's hearts warm up at once, and the long-lost * * * in their hearts is easily ignited bit by bit, followed by long-lost happy memories.
It was such an autumn that I came to this maple forest. When the fiery red immediately came into view, I couldn't help but marvel at the masterpieces of nature. The colorful environment made me forget the noise of the city for a while.
Cities, broken hearts, some only have mental shock and mental excitement. I walked in the maple forest, let the autumn wind gently touch my face and fondle my pink scarf. Close your eyes and take a deep breath.
My nose is full of refreshing and cool fragrance, which is unique to Fenglin. It has washed away in my heart for a long time, and I can't bear to disperse. Perhaps this is a kind of harmony, a wonderful harmony between man and nature.
This feeling.
When I opened my eyes, I found that the sun was leaking through the cracks in the maple trees, and groups of little stars blinked among the maple trees, so lively and lively! Everything around is so quiet and peaceful, even so.
The light red air seems to be stopping, as if waiting for something to appear. Just then, a string of silvery laughter broke the peace here. It turned out to be two girls. They snuggled up to each other, talking and laughing. It's good.
Not intimate. I thought I was the only friend in the lonely maple forest at the moment. Unexpectedly, Old Fenglin is not lonely. Thought of here, I can't help laughing. The same hobby made me have a good impression on these two girls.
I was surprised when I first saw them wearing the same style of clothes as me. This may be fate! That's how I met Sunny and Vera, and then the three of us became good friends.
Friend, I think Fenglin is the matchmaker who matches our friendship! Thought of here, I can't help but smile sweetly again.
Sunny, the call of Wei's son pulled me back from my sweet memories. I don't know how happy I am to see them lively and lovely. Look at the forest, it seems that every bright red maple leaf is greeting me with a smile.
To show the joy of long separation. A gust of autumn wind blew and the leaves rustled. Maple leaf forest, old friend, are you playing a cheerful tune for us? A song that reverberates in everyone's heart, infects each other and touches each other!
I close my eyes, indulge in nature with Wei Er and Sunny, put aside all vulgarity, integrate everything into nature, give myself to nature, give myself to this flaming maple forest, feel the charm of nature quietly, and listen to the song that has been washed away in our hearts for a long time. ...
Chapter 2: Red Maple Tree
The autumn wind is rustling, and there is a scene of "autumn wind sweeping leaves" in front of you. The rolled leaves are like waves in the sea, layered and undulating.
I stood in the rustling wind for a while. Open your arms involuntarily, close your eyes, feel the warmth of nature and breathe the breath of nature. A strange but wonderful emotion rose from my heart.
Gradually, gradually, I seem to understand something.
"Fallen leaves are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers." In the rustling autumn wind, fallen leaves fell to the ground. Sunset, gently cover them with a layer of golden color; Mao Mao Rain, slowly make the final for them.
The second baptism. So, they left the trunk that accompanied them for a spring and summer. Are they no longer attached to the branches in autumn? Do they just like falling alone? No, it's not. They fall, turn to dust, and are buried in the soil and dust.
In fact, it is in their own decline that they feel the vitality from the earth and the breath of next spring. They don't have any sadness, they don't feel the slightest sadness, because they deeply understand.
What will be dedicated to people is green life, green ocean and green hope. After all, they decorate the beauty of spring, and they provide shade for summer.
I love autumn, especially the fallen leaves.
7. Articles about beautiful writing (using various rhetorical devices) (3 articles) 1 I can't remember how many nights slipped through my fingers when turning over the paper; I can't remember how many candles turned to ashes under my gaze.
After death, I will always hear the echo of my commitment to life, and feel that the flow of years is gradually diluting my youth and ignorance. I wish I were a clockwound clock, keeping every moment of my enrichment in the flow day and night. If human beings don't take good care of our earth, one day, raging sandstorms and accumulated garbage will engulf our beautiful home.
I appeal to people all over the world: let's start from now on and work together to protect and build our home! As the saying goes, "there is no limit to learning the sea". We are like flocks of fish jumping and frolicking in the vast ocean of knowledge, born, growing and living in the ocean of knowledge.
We can't live without this sea water. If you jump out of this ocean and live on land, you will be killed by the ruthless sun. How can the delicate flowers on the ridge match her beautiful face? A clear stream in the mountains can't be compared with her childlike heart. I pulled Miss La Chun's skirt, and Miss Chun took me to the green world.
I spread the paper on the desk and couldn't wait to strike the gong so that everyone could see my glorious score. 7 "Up and down for five thousand years, dzi will never die; Standing on the threshold of the new century, our pursuit is to let the brilliant joy of the motherland fly in a beautiful tomorrow ... 8 Beauty is ordinary, so ordinary that you can't feel her existence; Beauty is dull, so dull that only warm memories are left; Beautiful and calm, so calm that only you can try your best to stir up her ripples.
The heart is a tree, the roots of love and hope are rooted in the soil, and the branches and leaves of wisdom and emotion bloom under the blue sky. Whether it is the wind and rain of the years or the rolling dust covering the green leaves, it always stands there waiting silently, accepting everything, being neither arrogant nor impatient, neither humble nor supercilious.
The heart is a tree, and the story is carried by the annual rings; Once I come back, I will meet the birds; Repeated collisions make it dense and flexible; Scenes of experience have created its broad mind. The heart is a tree, and a tree cannot be a forest.
So trees are independent and connected, and their hearts are different and blind. 10 life is white paper, and each of us is a painter with various pens; Life is also a long road, with no end in sight, and each of us is a hiker on the road of life; Life is still like a magical land, and each of us is a cultivator with farm tools; But life is more like a difficult book, and each of us is a tireless reader.
1 1 Throughout the long history, there are countless examples of failure. Almost everyone will fail in everything.
If you are afraid of failure, you can only do nothing. Only if you are not afraid of failure can you succeed in your career.
There is a difficult and tortuous process between failure and success. Someone once compared this process to a bridge. Many people at all times, at home and abroad have succeeded through this bridge.
Gou Jian, the King of Yue in the Spring and Autumn Period, was not afraid of failure and finally defeated the State of Wu. The Curies were not afraid of failure and finally discovered radium. Sun Yat-sen was even more frustrated and finally overthrew the Qing Dynasty. China * * * people are not afraid of failure, and finally won the final victory. It can be seen that failure is not terrible, and every setback is regarded as a new starting point. Wan Li will definitely reach the other side of victory from the beginning, persevere and redouble its efforts.
12 "A year's plan lies in spring". Youth is the spring of life. Don't live up to the love and gifts of the elderly. Take action and sow your dreams! 13 "How difficult is it to develop talents" was once defined as a law.
Please see: Qu Yuan was exiled and wrote Li Sao; Sima Qian was imprisoned and wrote historical records; Ouyang Xiu lost his father at the age of two and became a gifted scholar. Cao Xueqin ate porridge with his family and wrote the immortal Dream of Red Mansions. Gou Jian, the King of Yue, was lying on the credit book in an attempt to wash away the national humiliation. Han Xin's legs were humiliated and he commanded millions of soldiers ... who all became great men in the struggle against adversity! 14 who said that people are separated by oceans, who said that the heart has a strong embankment? Sixteen-year-old birds fly into the sky and always find branches to rest. 15 books, various books.
Books hold the ardent hopes of mankind; Books contain rich human feelings. When it comes to a book, there will be endless words ... 16 was once brilliant and once withered. Is this your life until death do us part? My dear mother-nature.
How many times, I fell on the ground and listened to your heavy pulse; How many times have I stood in front of the mountain and felt the vastness of Songtao for thousands of years? Your grandeur is enough to make the Chinese nation take off; Your selflessness has composed a moving and eternal song.
17 The flower of success blooms in the industrious branches, and the bitter fruit of failure breeds in the hotbed of laziness. 18 A father is a towering mountain for his son, and his son is just a stone, which originates from the mountain, but he doesn't understand it.
Many love passwords in life need to be interpreted in detail. In the fertile soil of affection, if you want to harvest the most beautiful fruit, you can only expect the voice of heart and heart, love and the tacit understanding of love that exists at that moment. 19 Because of my self-confidence, I took the first step in my life with my tender legs when I was learning English. Because of self-confidence, I hold high the first prize certificate again and again; Because of my self-confidence, I cut off my flowing long hair and showed my style on the sports field ... Thanks to my self-confidence, it gave me a pair of wings to fly in the thunder and lightning and fight life in the wind and rain! Travelers compare trees to street lamps, laborers to umbrellas, poets to elves, but I want to compare trees to teachers. It is an umbrella to keep out the wind and rain, a street lamp to point out the direction, and a golden key to open the temple of knowledge.
8. Ordinary is a happy narrative composition. It is a feeling to answer happiness with various descriptions and high quality. It doesn't need gorgeous decoration, but it needs our care. Some people say that happiness feels like walking on thin ice, and we are too worried about losing it after we get it. Some people say that a happy life can be met but not sought, and life always follows fate. However, everyone has a different experience of happiness. I never thought that missing someone would have a sweet taste, but this taste is actually another kind of happiness. Thinking about the person in the distance, I will miss him in my heart, and I will want to give him (her) a greeting call as the weather changes. Sometimes, I want to give him or her a greeting call. Sometimes I think about the person who is in a different place, and whether he has been caring about himself. Lazy afternoon, I make a cup of fragrant tea, hold a book and lie on the comfortable sofa. It's really a quiet daze, thinking about him in my heart and imagining each other's happy expressions; I don't know why, I seem to be thinking about mourning, and even I am very happy. Sometimes I will cry inexplicably when I see the condensed lens of a TV series, and I will be moved when I see a pale yellow flower wet by drizzle on the windowsill. Sometimes I will watch a pair of white-haired old couples cross the road hand in hand and see that their hands are still holding hands after vicissitudes. Happiness is the chaotic memory we once had. A relationship that is hard to give up, when yesterday becomes today, today becomes a life course that we will always yearn for. All this will be a rare experience for us. The feeling of happiness is that simple. When you feel love and are surrounded by love, the taste of happiness will surround you, and your tongue will be as smooth as chocolate, leaving a sweet aftertaste for the taste buds. Happiness is a mother who takes pains to cook a midnight snack and wolfs down her son who comes home late. Prepare three meals a day for your loved ones and enjoy family reunion at dinner time. The reunion dinner on New Year's Eve has always been the most important meal in a year, so no matter how tired you are, you have to go home that night, and the family can eat many meals together, which is actually the greatest happiness. "Children want to raise, relatives are not there." This will be an unspeakable pain, and happiness can be so simple. It's just that a family can have a happy meal. A friend found his other half, and no matter how many friends around him advised him and accused them of being inappropriate, he still refused to break up as usual. Everyone asked why, and his answer was simple: only with her can I feel happy! It turns out that the best way for men and women to get along is to make each other feel happy. I care about a person's feelings and the feeling of working hard for the person I love. As long as the other person is happy, I will be happy, even if I sacrifice myself for love. Happiness is so simple, I will accomplish one thing with the person I love, even if it is only a trivial matter. As long as the two sides can cooperate tacitly, happiness will always accompany you. When the sun is shining, there is a kind of strength that comes out after hard work, and it is happiness! Happiness is a kind of calmness after hardships and hardships, and it is a dialysis posture of short life; Then, at the moment of dusk, a beautiful arc of peace is drawn at the intersection of heaven and earth, and there are countless intelligent elves in peace. Happiness is a process of creation, which has gone through a long journey, is profound, is a joy from the inside out, and is a harvest of hard work! It doesn't need to confess, it doesn't need to show off, it just needs to feel quietly, just like enjoying the starry sky in the universe and enjoying its profundity in silence. Happiness should be carefully cared for. Happiness is like the purest spring water in the world. Only by staying away from pollution can it remain clear forever. Some people say that sharing happiness can double happiness. Share the pain, and the pain will be reduced by half; Happiness is actually a feeling of happiness. Compared with the profundity of happiness, happiness is like dew on a flower. When the sun shines, the dew will disappear ... and happiness is the seed that keeps dancing in the soil. Its wonderful limbs are hidden in quiet joy. A thousand miles away, there are clouds in Wan Li. Happiness should be a Zen in your heart, and it will accompany you silently all your life.