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The story of me and poetry
When I was a child, my father told me, "There is such bright light at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted?" Word for word. Sometimes, I will read a few words along with it, just for fun. "How can the ancients say a good word and write an article with such a short sentence?" I asked dad puzzled, and dad just laughed.
Gradually, when I grow up, I know and can recite more and more poems. When someone said the last sentence, I quickly said the next sentence, "When will there be a bright moon? Ask the sky ""white hair three thousands of feet? Sadness is greater than death in the heart. ""When the moon is clear in the Qin Dynasty, is it closed in the Han Dynasty? The people of the Long March have not returned it. " ...
In fact, at that time, I could only recite poems and didn't understand their meaning. I made jokes, too. That was when I was in kindergarten. I remember one day, I was watching Join the Army with great interest at home. My mother handed me a loquat and said, "Eat a loquat first, it's quite sweet." I took the loquat, watched it again and again, and said, "Mom, can it really dance?" Mom, Zhang Er and Monk are at sea. I said, "Didn't you say' the new sound of pipa dance'?" Mother suddenly realized and laughed her head off.
After primary school, under the guidance of my teacher, I only need to read it several times to understand the meaning of poetry and apply it to my life. For example, when the spring rain comes, I will sing without thinking: "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." When I met a problem, I understood it with a little help from my father, and blurted out: "It's really' there is no way to recover, and there is another village'. Ah! "
Gradually, I am not satisfied with reading, reciting and filling in poems. I also learned to write poetry. Through the study of "knocking on the door of poetry" this semester, I know more about poetry and like it better.
This is me, a child who keeps company with poetry and likes reading poetry.
2. The story of me and poetry
Since childhood, poetry has accompanied me through spring, summer, autumn and winter. From "Goose, Goose, Goose, Think of Xiang Tiange" to "I will ride the wind and waves one day, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", today, I have an indissoluble bond with poetry.
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I met a poem at the foot of Nanshan.
I saw it, I saw Tao Yuanming's figure of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"
So casual, so bohemian, pick a chrysanthemum by the roadside and take a breath of fresh air. Not stopped by difficulties, he finally saw Nanshan leisurely.
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So we met on the grassland.
I saw it, I saw Van Gogh waving his brush to build that beautiful sunflower.
Perhaps only in the artistic conception of "low wind and grass, low cattle and sheep" will he wave a brush and draw a dream.
So, I saw the unique style of sunflower.
three
So we met at the seaside.
I saw it. I saw Cao Cao, the former leader of the United North, looking at the vast sea and chanting "The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough."
Perhaps only the sea can understand his ambition, and poetry can express his ambition.
So there was the heroic spirit of "riding a thousand miles alone" and the elegant demeanor of "relying on the emperor to make the princes", and only then did Huarong Road die decisively.
The story between me and poetry, with the pace of Tao Yuanming, with Van Gogh's paintings, with Cao Cao's ambition. Therefore, my story with poetry is no longer monotonous.
How happy I am with the story of poetry! Sad! Be strong!
3. The story of me and poetry.
June is ice cream.
June is bubble gum
June is sweetly chewed by us.
June is a flower skirt.
June is sunglasses.
June was beautifully dressed by us.
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I like this song "Our June" very much. It was written by Zhong Daihua. I like poetry very much, so I also decided to write a poem.
Seeing soda, I decided to take "soda" as the topic.
I think: Poetry should be lovely. I know that soda will produce gas when it is shaken, but this sentence is too rigid. It should be-yes, it should be changed to shake hands! As soon as the soda is opened, the bottle cap will pop out. I think, if the bottle cap is compared to a hat, then-I know how to write it!
After a few minutes of writing, Soda was finally finished:
Shake hands with you
You will be angry.
Please take off your hat.
You'll be angry.
Why don't you
finish off the drink with one gulp
Look, you're still
God is not arrogant.
After writing a poem, I became more interested in it. Once in an exam, XXX (in order not to lose his dignity) was reading the answers of his deskmate, and suddenly wanted to write a poem to remind him/her, so he wrote giraffe:
Giraffes on the grass,
Your neck is so long!
I want to ask you,
Why is your neck so long,
Are you peeking at other people's papers?
So you stretched your neck?
Tap on the door of poetry, and a beautiful world of poetry opens before us. Let's wander in the garden of poetry, make life full of poetry, and let poetry accompany us all our lives.
4. The story of me and poetry
Poetry grew with me.
The earliest ancient poem I came into contact with was Ode to Goose. I remember when I was only three or four years old. My mother held "300 Ancient Poems" in her hand, and taught me word by word: "Goose, Goose, Goose ……" My mother taught me a sentence, and my mother said that my mother helped me correct the words that were not pronounced correctly. But in five minutes, I finished reciting it. I also learned from the ancients and shook my head while reciting. I didn't know what "Xiang" meant, so I asked my mother, "Mom, what is Xiang?" My mother patiently told me: "The neck is the neck." I thought: Since it means neck, why not read "Xiang Tiange with a bent neck"?
After primary school, I came into contact with many ancient poems, such as Koike and Xiao Chun. Although you can't see the meaning of the poem at a glance, the artistic conception of the poem slowly emerges through the teacher's explanation. For example, "Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and a dragonfly was already standing on his head", and naturally a picture appeared in front of my eyes: a large green lotus leaf, on which the dragonfly rested, which was really interesting! I like ancient poetry, not only because of its beautiful artistic conception, but also because it rhymes, is easy to remember and catchy. Every time the teacher asks everyone to recite ancient poems, no matter who they are, they can recite them fluently and the students like them very much.
Now, the distance between me and poetry is getting closer and closer, and I have begun to write poetry. Last year, on Children's Day, I wrote a poem "Catch the Tail of Childhood", in which "I want to shout to the sky:' Childhood waits for me'", expressing my attachment to childhood. In fact, both modern poetry and ancient poetry are expressing their feelings and recording the changes of their mood. I like poetry more and more, and I feel the happiness of walking with poetry more and more.
Poetry is like an incomprehensible painting, which is wonderful everywhere; Poetry is like magic music, and every sentence is very touching. Poetry grew with me.