There are artistic prose paragraphs, many people like prose, and many times prose can create a beautiful artistic conception for us, which many people can't forget. Let me introduce you some information about paragraphs in artistic prose. Let's have a look.
The faint halo in the first paragraph 1 of the artistic prose stops on the eve of dusk on the heartbroken cliff. The moonlight of the last night has not climbed the branches of willow branches, and the faint candlelight has not dispelled the fog around the deep forest on the cliff. Bleak time sweeps through the tree rings, leaving yellow leaves flying all over the sky. The vicissitudes of life pass through the flowery spring, the delicate flowers on the ground are destroyed, the withered cardamom jumps over the disappearing space, and the phantom is lost in Qiu Lai in spring.
Haizi: Facing the sea, spring blossoms. Under the dream of the sun, Haizi wrote the illusion, the pursuit of youth and the singing of life. Hot sunshine, he thinks this is his belief. Life is hard, he doesn't give up his creation, and his relatives are puzzled. He still insists on carving. He was withdrawn, failed in love and accomplished nothing, but conquered countless young people with persistent brushstrokes. Haizi once summed himself up like this: I suffered three times: vagrancy, love and survival; I have three kinds of happiness: poetry, the throne and the sun. In fact, he didn't know that his greatest happiness was to fly his literary dream and let her fly for a long time.
Zhuangzi: In his dream, he became a butterfly and Zhuangzi swam freely. He longs for a life of inaction, and wants a feeling of forbearance and no family. So in the troubled times when everyone went out to seek official positions and pursue hope, he was willing to live his own life, indulge himself, be poor and happy. He didn't run away, he was only responsible for his own life. He chose his own ignorant dream and lived happily all his life. He sublimated the essence of Taoist philosophy with his own life experience, leaving a beautiful and ethereal space like butterfly wings on the slide of history.
Time is like a river, the left bank is an unforgettable memory, the right bank is a youthful time worth grasping, and the middle is a young and faint sadness. There are many beautiful things in the world, but not many really belong to you. Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, the honor and disgrace are not surprised. Looking up at the sky, I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. In this tangled secular world, it is also a realm to learn to treat everything around you with a normal heart.
In the journey of life, there is always a time when you need to walk by yourself and carry it by yourself. Don't feel afraid, don't feel lonely, it's just the price of growth.
The second paragraph of artistic prose follows the lotus pond, which is a winding little cinder road. This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and it is lonely at night. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees and lush. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. It's fine tonight, although the moonlight is still very weak.
I was the only one on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This world seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love excitement and peace; Like to live in groups, like to be alone. Just like tonight, under this boundless moon, a person thinks about everything and thinks nothing, and feels like a free person. What must be done and said during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone, and I will enjoy the boundless moonlight with lotus fragrance.
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.
In the third paragraph of art prose, we crossed the river and entered the station. I bought a ticket and he was busy looking after the luggage. There is too much luggage. You have to tip the porter 1 1 to get there. He is busy bargaining with them again. I was really smart at that time, and I always thought he was going to interrupt myself because he didn't speak well, but he finally settled the price; Walk me to the car. He chose a chair near the door for me; I paved the seat with the purple coat he made for me. He told me to be careful on the road, to be alert at night and not to catch a cold. And let the waiter take good care of me. I laughed at his pedantry in my mind; They only know money, they just ask for it! Can't people my age take care of themselves? Now that I think about it, I'm so smart.
I said, "Dad, you go." He looked out of the car and said, "I'll buy some oranges." You stay here and don't walk around. "I think there are some vendors waiting for customers outside the fence on the platform over there. To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him hobbling towards the railway in a small black hat, a big black jacket 12 and a dark blue cotton robe 13. It is not difficult to bend down slowly. But it is not easy for him to climb the platform over there when he crosses the railway. He climbed up with both hands, and his feet shrank again; His fat body leans slightly to the left, showing signs of hard work. Then I saw his back, and my tears soon flowed down. I quickly dried my tears. I'm afraid he will see it, and I'm afraid others will see it. When I looked out again, he had come back with the bright red orange in his arms. When crossing the railway, he first scattered oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, picked them up and left. When I arrived here, I hurried to help him. He and I walked to the front of the car and put oranges on my fur coat. So I dived into the dirt on my clothes and felt very relaxed. After a while, he said, "I'm leaving. Write it there! " "I watched him go out. He took a few steps, turned around and saw me and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." When his back was mixed with the crowds coming and going, I couldn't find it anymore, so I came in and sat down, and tears came again.