Praise of Poplar has successfully shaped the artistic image of Poplar, making readers associate the image of Poplar with the reality of China at that time, with the heroic spirit of the broad masses of soldiers and civilians defending the motherland and the spirit of unity and progress under the leadership of the China Production Party. The following is my imitation poplar praise. Let's have a look.
Imitate the praise of poplar: it is indeed noble for birch to praise birch. I praise birch!
Cars shuttle between mountains and jungles. What you see is the short vegetation of the dry dish. A needle as gloomy as rust is like a withered thread. They took root and sprouted here lukewarm millions of years ago, filling your heart with infinite fear and sadness. It is mainly brown, overwhelming, strict and cold. If there is no occasional bird song to remind you gently, you will still think that you are walking in a barren desert! You may feel very at this time? You might think it's primitive? Spectacular? . At the same time, however, your eyes will feel dry, and another smell will haunt your heart, cold and lonely? . Really? A little, right?
However, at the moment when the mountain turns around, if you suddenly see a small piece of superior birch forest in front of you, you are polite, mysterious, warm and graceful, what will your depressed mood be like?
That is birch, a common tree in Northeast China, but it is also an extremely noble tree.
It is a vibrant tree with a thin straight trunk and dignified branches. Its stem is about ten feet high and looks like an upright crutch. It's not straight, but it's slow and steady. Its branches, large and small, are proudly lined up like peacocks, and like dense smooth fan bones, they will never cross each other. Its soft and delicate leaves are clustered around the branches, layer by layer, leaving no gaps, forming a slightly open and strong sun umbrella. Its skin is particularly mottled, and the tiger has faded patterns, just like a piece of pure white crumpled paper, which is made up of a few thick inks on the side of a writing brush, and it also reflects a bit of vibrant turquoise. This is a kind of writing bark! Even if the tree is only as thin as a fist, it tries to produce leaves stacked like cattail fans, towering and shining in the sand.
This is birch, a common tree in Northeast China, but it is definitely an extremely noble tree.
It does not have the momentum of mountains and rivers, nor does it have soft and sultry buds. Maybe you'll say it's not brave or charming enough. What if Wu Ying specifically mentioned it? Powerful mountains and rivers? Charming also means? Soft and sexy? Then white birch is too common. But it is strong, simple, steady, selfless and broad-minded, not to mention its silent dedication. Is a kind and dignified gentleman. When you wander in the vast Shan Ye, a group of unique and pure birch trees suddenly appear in front of you. Do you just think it is a tree? Don't you think it is dedicated, at least a symbol of folk philanthropists? Don't you think those moving China characters who stick to morality, study selflessly and work hard are like endless birch trees? Can't you consider from a longer-term perspective that such a steady, simple and open-minded birch tree is the immortal noble spirit of Lei Feng, a young comrade for half a century?
Let those who are weak, selfish, narrow-minded and flashy with different words and deeds praise those arrogant nanmu and kitsch weeping willows, and despise this very ordinary and noble birch. I want a clear voice to praise the birch tree!
2 Bai Yang praise imitation: cactus praise cactus is not the most beautiful, even a little ugly. But I admire it.
When you walk through the endless desert and see one or several cactus plants, you should admire its strong, straight, simple, resolute and gentle characteristics.
Desert, a symbol of the land of the dead. There, the sun is not gentle, but hot; There are almost 365 days without rain in a year; It can be hot enough for you to take a sip of water during the day and wear thick cotton-padded clothes at night. There are no animals there, only a few, but they never appear, because they almost all spend their time under the sand. There are no plants there. They can't stand sunshine, days without water and bad weather. But cactus is different. It is still green, still growing, and sometimes, it will produce golden flowers, which are beautiful. I admire this beautiful cactus.
It has no thick branches for people to rely on; It has no colorful leaves and plays with the sun; It has no fruit and competes with leaves for nutrients. Maybe you will say that she is not beautiful, but if beauty is just appearance, it doesn't have to be forced. However, his strong, honest and frank, simple and resolute performance does not mean that he is a great husband? And among them, a little softness is unpleasant, isn't it also the performance of a good woman? I don't like the randomness and charm of willow, but I love this cactus that stands upright in the desert. I praise the strong cactus.
Some people say he is ordinary, ordinary. Indeed, it is not loose or straight, and there is no aura of locusts. However, when you see such a cactus standing proudly in the desert, do you still think it is an ordinary cactus? Isn't its simplicity and strength a symbol of those people's hard work? Don't you think these cacti are like the people's police who help us protect our homeland? Don't you think further, this spirit of cactus is exactly what we need to learn?
This cactus once had dense green leaves and long branches. But in the harsh conditions of the desert, he became strong and knew how to give up, so that we could still see green in the desert. I like this.
I admire cactus, a strong and beautiful cactus.
Imitation of Baiyangzan: Grass praises the vast Gobi outside the window, with no mountains, no water and no people. The boundaries between heaven and earth are not so clear, they are all muddy yellow.
Where can you see the train moving forward?
That's a row of poplars along the railway. Every few seconds, a tall and elegant figure flashed through the window.
A passenger looked at the guards on the Gobi desert.
? Dad? The big boy shook his leg. Look how tall that tree is! ? Dad hasn't come back from meditation, next to the elder sister interrupted him:
? No, it's not a tree, it's a big umbrella. ?
? What a big umbrella! ?
? Look how straight it is! ? Tell my sister.
? This is a tree, not an umbrella! ? My brother said for sure.
A little argument interrupted dad's thinking. He smiled and stroked the children's heads slowly and said:
? This is not an umbrella, this is a poplar. ?
Brother is still not satisfied: why is it so straight and so big?
Dad's smile disappeared and his face became serious. He thought for a moment and said to his son and little daughter. Poplar is always so straight. Where it is needed, it will quickly take root and sprout and grow thick branches. No matter whether it encounters drought or flood, it is always so tall and straight, so strong, not weak and unshakable. ?
Did dad just introduce poplars to children? No, he is also expressing his own feelings. And this, the children still can't understand.
They only know that their father works in Xinjiang and their mother works in Xinjiang. They only know that dad went back to grandma's house and took them to Xinjiang to go to primary school, and then to middle school. They only know that Xinjiang is a far, far place. It takes several days by train and several days by car.
Now, the children have a little more knowledge. On the way to Xinjiang, there are many poplars. They are needed here, and they take root here.
Dad held the child in his arms, looked at the poplar trees that flashed by the window, and lost in thought again. Suddenly, a smile floated around his mouth, because he saw the right side of the train, next to a tall poplar tree. Several small trees are growing against the wind and sand.
Commentary: The writer's writing style is fresh and smooth, and the characters are vivid. This paper starts with trees and people, and begins with children's arguments about poplars, which leads to dad's introduction to the characteristics of poplars, expressing his ambition by holding things and describing people with things; Then I wrote about my father's desire to take root in the frontier by using poplars, hoping that his children could also become frontier builders. In the author's description and narration, these selfless builders were not directly praised, but the tall and graceful poplars on the Gobi gradually merged with the image of builders rooted in the frontier. Poplar outside the window? Tall and beautiful with the vast Gobi; Poplar in father's eyes? Regardless of the environment, not afraid of disasters, thrive; Poplar in my father's heart? It is the embodiment of frontier builders rooted in the frontier and selfless dedication.
The author's character description is very vivid, describing the father and son both in language and manner. Children are naive, but fathers are serious but kind. In the psychological description, it is very implicit, without too much direct narration, but with the expression of God, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and the feelings are reflected through the change of expression.
Select this text, first, let students continue to learn the methods of mastering the main content of the text, contact the context and understand profound sentences; The second is to understand how words describe people with things and praise frontier builders; The third is to further deepen the understanding of the western region.
The teaching focus of this course is to understand the internal quality of poplar through its external characteristics; The difficulty lies in understanding the writing method and the similarities and differences between some characteristics of trees and some qualities of people.
4 Poplar praise imitation: Plum blossom praise plum blossom is really extraordinary, I praise plum blossom!
Walking in the snowfield, you will see big black and white felt. The white is thick snow, and the black is the land that desperately stretches out from the snow. The north wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It is like a sharp knife that can pierce a thick fur coat. Snow dominates the world, surrounded by endless conversations. This is, if it weren't for the bench on the hillside, you would forget to walk in the snowy area. This is your illusion. Maybe? Spectacular? A kind of adjectives, but at the same time, your heart is a little tired, as if another flavor is lingering in your mind? Yeah, right? Desolate, a little!
However, at this moment, if you look up and see such a plant standing proudly, like a fairy in the snow, how does your tired heart feel?
That is plum blossom, a very common flower, but not ordinary.
It is a strong and unyielding flower with thin and strong branches and thin and strong stems. What are they like, leaning, leaning, thinking, talking, dancing, playing in the winter wind, laughing in the ice and snow, or staring into the distance? White plum blossoms are carved into snow sculpture like jade carvings. In the cold winter wind, their bones and muscles are so fresh and refined, and their iron bones are clanking, which makes people look awe-inspiring. This is a plum blossom that stands proudly despite the oppression of heavy snow in the north. Even if there are only thin branches, they are still indomitable. Bring a touch of beauty to this lifeless winter.
This is plum blossom, an ordinary flower, which is human rather than ordinary.
He is not as rich as a peony, nor as enchanting as a rose. Maybe you should say she is not beautiful, if possible? Enchanting and gorgeous? So, on the whole, Meihua is not a good girl in flowers, but she is simple, elegant, strong and selfless. Look at the plum blossom standing proudly in the snow. Don't you feel its beauty at all? In the vast whiteness, you suddenly see such a plum blossom standing in the distance. Aren't you infected by his indomitable spirit of not being afraid of the cold? Have you ever thought that he is similar to the indomitable spirit of the Red Army soldiers? Don't you think the plum blossom in the snow symbolizes those indomitable brave spirits?
Plum blossom is an extraordinary flower, and I praise her because she is simple, elegant and determined!
5 Poplar praise imitation: The season of defoliation praise is late autumn. In the early morning, the cold wind came, and the leaves fell from the branches and fell into the arms of Mother Earth.
I grabbed a poplar leaf and studied it carefully: the veins are clear, the color is bright, and the thick green is slightly yellowish, which does not give people the feeling of aging at all, but shows a little agility and liveliness in maturity. Just now, I gave a loud laugh at the treetops. In an instant, I sang, jumped off the treetops and ran to the earth.
I held the fallen leaves in my hand and thought a lot? I suddenly remembered the poem of Indian poet Tagore:? The cause of fruit is noble, and the cause of flower is sweet, but let's do the cause of leaf! The leaves are covered with humility and sincerity. ? Yes, Ye's career is noble. He doesn't know how to take, only how to give in life. In spring, it slowly spread out from the branches and began its yellow-green childhood. Since then, it has dedicated nutrients to its mother and bright green to people. In summer, it has entered the adult stage. At this time, facing the scorching sun and heavy rain, it is fearless like a hero and is covered by people humbly and sincerely. Green factory? Where the responsibility lies. Until late autumn, it has entered the old age, feeling that its mission has been completed, it automatically retired and floated to the ground.
Look at the fallen leaves on the ground. They gather among the trees, close to the humble roots who have completed their careers together, ready to turn into spring mud and make contributions. A Qing poet Gong Zizhen said:? Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud can protect flowers better? . He is praising the falling petals, but I think this kind of praise should not be given to those petals that have exhausted the limelight, but to those leaves that have silently contributed to life. I don't agree with Zheng Sixiao, a poet and painter in the Southern Song Dynasty, who praised chrysanthemums. What did he say? It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind. . The withered chrysanthemum petals have already completed their tasks and have no value, but they still cling to the branches and do not abdicate. What's so commendable about this? How about stepping down when the leaves fall, making room for the branches and making way for the budding spring?
Bud, find another place to use the heat.
I stroked this fallen leaf with my hand, quietly listening to its breath and thinking about its character. Gradually, my love for fallen leaves turned into respect for it.
At this moment, I suddenly saw several old people coming from the poplar forest. They are full of silver hair and full of energy. They opened their legs and feet in the clearing in the forest and began to do morning exercises one by one. I have long known that they are retired teachers in the school, but I have never learned anything from them. At this moment, I can't help but connect the fallen leaves with them and respect them!
Imitation of poplar praise: the stars praise the boundless and unfathomable universe, which has many unknown secrets. There is a kind of star that everyone has seen. We call it a star.
At night, when you walk in your yard, when you walk in an empty square? As long as you look up, you can see more or less bright or dark stars. They wink and stare at you without moving.
When I was very young, I was curious about everything, especially the stars that kept blinking and smiling at me every night. I don't know why they can hang in the sky; Don't understand where they come from; I don't understand why they look small, but they can be so dazzling in the dark. Sometimes when I walk outside with my family at night, I will find that I am walking and the stars are walking. So I will ask them:? Did you see the stars walking with us? They will definitely answer me:? No? . This makes me feel amazing, only I can let the stars follow! Maybe I have some magic!
Gradually, when I grew up, I realized that I didn't have any so-called magic at all, because I walked and the stars as a reference were motionless, as if the stars were following me. So, I was right at first? Everything should have a reasonable explanation? This sentence produced an unprecedented sense of disgust. This seemingly reasonable explanation shattered my beautiful little fantasy in an instant.
I didn't know until I was old that the star is a kind of star in the universe and a shining celestial body in the night sky. Suddenly found that they are no longer mysterious and beautiful, subconsciously, even? Star? This word has gradually become? Planet? Celestial bodies? Replace with.
Until now, I gradually felt how selfish my previous ideas were.
Imagine that in the dark night, if the stars are only one person following you, then you are the only one who is illuminated on the road ahead. You can only use their weak light to avoid falling down in the dark and losing your way home. While others are lonely and helpless.
Perhaps, those so-called reasonable explanations, which have been revised, are all compliments to the stars.
It can selflessly give faint light to those who lost their way in the dark, and we just looked up at them, then lowered our heads and hurried forward. You don't have to thank them for passing by, but please don't ignore their selfless dedication!
They are not only stars, but also selfless and silent guides. Don't ask for your gratitude, just remember it (them)
Maybe on your way to success, there will be a light that goes hand in hand.
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