Poetry primary school composition 1 We have studied Chinese since childhood, and learning Chinese often begins with poetry. In the first, second and third grades of primary school, we can know many poets from textbooks, such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Tao Yuanming, Meng Haoran, Wang Wei and so on. China's poetry has a long history and profound cultural background, which can be described as a poetic country.
There are many people who love literature in life, and there are many people who love poetry. As the saying goes, "talents come out in a hundred years." Poetry is a kind of literature, which can give people feelings about life and record people's feelings about life. Not to mention the ancients, many people like to write poems now.
Take me for example, when I encounter something impressive in my life, I suddenly have to make up some poems to read. Take the recent shot of lebron james making a layup in a basketball game as an example. I watched the live video and sang a poem with joy: "Brown Thunder reached out and broke a flower, skipped Wade in three steps, and dunked in the air relay."
After I wrote such a poem, I was happy to a new level, and the joy was even more unspeakable. I thought about it: this poem is really good. The more literary things are, the better they taste. A poet is like a pot of wine. The longer it takes, the better it smells.
Let's read poetry, read poetry and write poetry together!
In September, we ushered in the beginning of school, ushered in autumn, and also ushered in Tupou Week and the reading festival of our school.
Around these two themes, our class held a contest to recite Su Shi's poems. First of all, Lu draws the student number, and the students who have drawn it will recite it. "4 1" suddenly exploded in the classroom, and the whole class immediately quieted down and listened to her recitation. No.4 1 is on the back of Xilin wall, which is very emotional, but the voice is a little low. Next, several students were drawn. Some students can't wait, shouting: "me, me."
Next is the group competition, and five people recite it together. Some people read "The Recent Flowers", others read "Water Tune Songs", and what I appreciate most is Li Yihang's recitation. What they recited was Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia, which was so powerful that people seemed to follow the poem to the battlefield in Battle of Red Cliffs. After reading aloud, the audience remembered the prolonged applause.
Good times are always short-lived, but this activity is deeply rooted in my mind.
Although I don't know any scientific principles, I still understand the truth of the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon.
Night, quiet, all is silent. A cool breeze blew over the windowsill and brushed my face, making it difficult for me to sleep. I looked into the deep sky from the window and saw scattered stars peeping at the world. Suddenly, I found a bright moon hanging high in the sky like a silver plate. I found that the moon is much rounder than usual today. There is always a trace of tenderness and kindness on its round face, just like a beautiful fairy and a loving mother. The bright moonlight covered the earth with a layer of silver, lit up the splendid stage for the flowers, and cast a hint of mystery on my bed, reminding me of the artistic conception of the famous sentence: "The foot of the bed is so bright, it is suspected that the ground is frosted", which makes me feel very comfortable. ...
This Mid-Autumn Moon is like a beautiful song, like a beautiful legend, like ... It has set up a big stage between heaven and earth since ancient times, showing people its talent, its connotation, its selfless dedication and integrity, which makes people feel its charm all the time!
My memory is only three seconds, one second to remember your voice, one second to remember your smile and one second to remember your kindness to me!
My memory is only three seconds. I will remember the blush when I first held my hand, the heartbeat when I first hugged me, and the endless lingering love that hit my heart!
My memory is only three seconds, submerged by you, deposited in my heart, allowed to breed and entangled. Why do I like you?
My memory is only three seconds. One second, you moved me to tears, the next, you coaxed me to laugh, and the last second, you must play tricks in your arms!
My memory is only three seconds. You laugh at me as a little fish. Remember, fry will not be proud to play with you!
My memory is only three seconds, so you should take good care of it. You can't run away or slip away unless you want to taste what it's like to miss you!
My memory is only three seconds, one second to feel your love for me, one second to feel your unkindness to me, and one second to nourish Xiao Xinwei!
Poetry Primary School Composition 5 Spring is not like autumn. Seeing falling red will cause sadness. On the contrary, when flowers bloom, it will always be spring.
The spring rain is coming, and Du Fu loves to enjoy it in the Tang Dynasty. "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Spring rain knows the change of seasons, and it rains at the right time, unlike the north wind blowing geese and snow in winter. "Our bows and swords are covered with snow." Indifference.
Flowers bloom and grass grows. "It's really the feeling of Du Fu's glistening." Alone in the secluded grass, there are orioles singing in the deep trees. "Wei only loves grass. But there is a saying that it hurts spring. See "petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness." "I only sighed after three months of war. The war moved the poet and he was indignant.
When spring comes, the children are happiest, such as "the shepherd boy rides an ox and the song vibrates the forest and the moon." "The children came back early from school and were busy flying kites in the east wind." The children played to their heart's content, and spring was full of laughter. Bing Xin said, "Where is spring? Just pick children and do a lot of things. "
Spring is the season of sowing seeds in the soil, and people are busy. "In April, when the country people were idle, they cut silkworms and planted them in the fields." "Children are not ready to farm and weave, but also learn to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees." Even if children don't know how to weave and farm, they plant melons on the side.
In the long river of history, people have always praised spring. In this spring day, it is wonderful to appreciate ancient poetry.
Throughout the ages, there are countless beautiful scenery in poetry. We have known him since childhood, and the beauty in his poems makes me intoxicated.
"The beauty of mountains and rivers, ancient * * *. The peaks are like clouds, and the clear stream bottoms out. Stone walls on both sides of the strait meet in five colors. " Hearing this poem by Tao Hongjing, people can't help but think of the continuous peaks, clear rivers and colorful stone walls. What a beautiful scenery! When you are between two mountains, who will not be intoxicated by this poem?
"the court is as empty as water ... it is covered with bamboo and cypress trees." Hearing Su Shi's words, people can't help but walk into an ethereal and clear beauty. The beauty in the poem is so intoxicating to me.
"But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken." This poem must have been heard by everyone. When I was in it, I thought of the beautiful scenery of the wind singing, the rain singing and the flowers floating on the earth. Who can not be intoxicated by it?
"The plain is green, the reflection is clear ... a lot of fun." Li Daoyuan's description of the spring and summer scenery of the Three Gorges is intoxicating. This beautiful feeling between mountains and rivers is what we yearn for. Who can not be intoxicated by this poem?
Zhang Dai, the author of Fog ... Up and Down White, went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow scene alone. Ice flowers condensed by water vapor pervade the lake, and the beautiful scenery of Tianhe sea of clouds and mountains is all white and exciting. The scene in the poem is so beautiful and intoxicating.
Poetry is a magnificent treasure of China for 5,000 years, but poetry is the beauty of lyrical beauty. When I walked into poetry, he intoxicated me.
Unit 7 "Knocking on the Door of Poetry" in Poetry Primary School Composition is my favorite activity because the teacher asked us to do it. This activity is: poetry with pictures.
When I finished learning this delicious unit at this moment, I recalled that I was most interested in the poems and paintings that the teacher asked us to do. So, in today's composition, I will share my own poems and pictures with you.
Among the four ancient poems in Unit 6, Teacher Yu asked us to choose one as our own poem, so I chose Tianjingsha. Autumn is my poem this time. Although this poem is not difficult to draw, I told myself, "I must draw it well and draw what the poet wants to express, because I know this poem is full of beautiful scenery." "In a remote village, there was a sunset; Everywhere, you can feel how beautiful this poem is. Therefore, I must put every landscape in this painting; Every landscape should be beautifully painted. Let people see that my poems have pictures, and there is a poetic feeling in my heart.
After painting, I felt as if I had entered a landscape map. Seeing grass, flowers and leaves everywhere, the crisp voice of the stream is calling; And there is a flying goose in the sky to greet me, and the golden light shines on me. I seem to be in a state of ecstasy.
Poetry primary school composition 8 ancient poetry contest
Eating cool watermelon and enjoying the comfort of sunshine and breeze, they smiled and said to me, "Look, how beautiful summer is and how beautiful summer girl is!" " We are just budding seedlings, thriving in the bright sunshine.
Today, our school checks the recitation of ancient poems in each class. In the morning, the teacher watched us practice for two or three times with a Chinese class. Later, the teacher heard that other classes lined up, and the effect was better, so he quickly lined up for us. Ah, the leader has come to our class, and the students are as upright as a pine. Under the leadership of two presenters, we read aloud. Students who can recite are holding their heads and holding their chests, reciting with deep smiles; Other unfamiliar students who can't recite or recite also lip-synch quietly. It took us seven or eight minutes to finish the reading contest. The leader smiled, which is a compliment to us; The teacher smiled and was satisfied with our performance; Exhausted and panting, we also laughed because we tried to do one thing well.
If you work hard, you will win. I believe our grades will not be bad. We are no longer delicate seedlings, we grow up in the sunshine and rain, and strive to turn ourselves into a big tree!
Poetry Primary School Composition 9 Some people like the poem describing spring scenery: "I wake up in this bright spring morning, and birds are singing all around", some people like the tenacious poem of the grass: "The mountain fire didn't completely swallow them up, but they grew up again in the spring breeze", and some people like the sad and deep homesick poem: "Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I am eager for a writer to write a book". But I like the lyric poem "Wandering Son".
The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. Meng Jiao, a great poet, captured a seemingly ordinary and affectionate scene when he was making clothes. He not only wrote the touching gesture of a loving mother making clothes for her son who is about to travel with fine needles and dense thread, but also wrote some inner worlds of her mother. She is afraid that her son will not be able to go home and reunite with herself for a long time, and she will live a happy life of carefree sunrise and sunset. Faced with such a simple and great mother, the great poet Meng Jiao couldn't restrain his emotions and burst into tears! Finally, he used a rhetorical question, "But how much love does an inch of grass have, and I got the blessing of Sanchun" to explain that children who are as caring as an inch of grass can't repay their broad and warm maternal love like the sunshine in spring.
Miss this poem, the picture suddenly jumps in my mind. My mother goes to work by bike in the rain. After work, she cooks in a hurry and helps me with my homework at night. That stormy night, I came back from my grandmother's house by bike, put on my coat, and made milk for me at home regardless of my own concerns. ...
"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays". I must be filial to my mother!
Poetry primary school composition 10 golden October means the maturity of fruits and indicates the arrival of harvest season. The farm is a vibrant scene on Wednesday.
The grass turned dark green and the leaves on the branches turned yellow. The loofah on the shelf is still green, and some melons still hang green "silk thread" from the bracket, like curtains. Walking around such scenery seems to forget everything, only the fig trees on the roadside are slowly accumulating energy and waiting for maturity.
In the pasture, the sheep silently swallowed a large bundle of grass that had been bitten into its round belly. The cow stayed there motionless, as if meditating on something, ignoring the delicious food stuffed by her classmates. On the contrary, pigs and cows "besieged" food in droves until the food was "destroyed". Except for animals, the pasture is a piece of grassland.
"Ha ha ..." Ah? What is this? It turned out that one of my classmates fell on his back while walking on a wooden stake (ha, it was actually me), which made everyone laugh. There will always be endless laughter in this amusement park. There are always endless smiling faces left by students on swings, slides, wooden bridges and seesaws, which become a landscape in autumn.
This is the real autumn, and it is also the real happiness of the farm on Monday, which not only loses the joy of the pasture and playground, but also has the charm of autumn.