As the name implies, the "non-moving pull" is one of the traditional musical instruments of Kazakhs. My grandfather was a handsome Kazakh boy who could play and sing when he was young. That fixed pull is about first-class technology, so I also like to play fixed pull.
When I was four years old, I often "imitated" my grandfather to play the piano at home. Play like sawing a chair leg. Mom and dad can't wait to go out. Because I play it badly. So, my father gave me an interest class, specializing in learning whether to play in winter or not. My mother bought me a new stationary La. I'm half a head tall, Rabbi, but I can only do this so that I can learn to pull without moving.
The interest classes are all big brothers and sisters who are two or three years older than me. I just started to learn to play in winter. Because my basic skills are not good, I always hold it backwards. They all laugh at me. I'm so bad. I was really dumb at that time-I can't tell you how bitter it was. When I got home, I didn't cry or make trouble. But practice more. I always can't tell whether I play with my left hand or pull with my right hand, so I bit a tooth mark on my right arm. When I saw the tooth marks, I knew which hand hit it. But because the winter is too long and the arms are too short, I can't always say the highest sound. When I returned to the interest class, the teacher always criticized me and didn't leave me until the end. what can I do? At first, I cried and made noise. I always finish what I started. I can't give up halfway. After five years of hard work, I learned to play the piano, and it always keeps pace, so I know the truth: after the storm, there must be a rainbow.
2. Continue to write a 500-word composition about the story of Dong's struggle with the blind bear. Dong is a touching article. After reading this article, I was deeply attracted by Dong's spirit of self-denial.
From the appearance of the blind bear, people and animals are threatened, to the heroic battle and heroic sacrifice of the blind bear in Dongbula, this paper depicts a heroic image of courage, wit and self-sacrifice. The author described the whole process profoundly with delicate brushstrokes, which left a deep impression on the readers.
There is a passage in this text that deeply touched me. "The sound of the piano was vigorous and passionate at first, like a hero dying on the battlefield;" After a while, it seems to be telling that the crisis is coming and the battle is about to break out. After a while, the rhyme was sonorous, as if announcing that the battle had broken out; Sometimes it's like crying, and sometimes it's like telling the end of a tragedy and people's attachment and nostalgia for the hero. "
This passage uses parallelism and beautiful words, which makes me fondle admiringly. After reading this article, I have a deeper respect for Dongbula.
In the end, Dongbula died, but it saved thousands of people in Qian Qian. In memory of him, people call this instrument "Dong Bu La". The folk story "Don't Move" is very interesting, and all folk stories are very interesting. I hope I am a breeze, floating with folk stories, I hope I am a bird, swimming in folk stories, I hope I am a flower, dispersing petals with folk stories, I hope I am.
3. How to write a composition about the brave Dong bravely facing failure?
Failure, what a common word! Where there is success, there is failure! However, when failure is before you, can you face it bravely? Do you understand what it means? You might say, "Failure is failure. What's the point? " If you are wrong, failure is meaningful: find out why you failed. Learn lessons, get rid of shortcomings, and learn to face the cruel facts. This is called failure!
I have faced setbacks. I remember that a few days ago, our class ran for the brigade Committee, and the teacher confidently asked me to participate. I also have a plan in mind. On the day of the announcement, I listened carefully to the names on the radio. One, two … Ah! It's all over. My name is gone. I am so depressed that I can't express my grievances in words. I failed to live up to my teacher's expectations, and the shadow of failure hung over me. When I got home, my mother read my mind and told me the story of gymnast Yang Wei: Yang Wei won the all-around silver medal at the 2000 Sydney Olympic Games, and he greeted the 2004 Athens Olympic Games with confidence, but it backfired. A mistake made him miss the championship. In the face of failure and frustration, Yang Wei did not choose to be depressed and retreat, but faced it more bravely and actively sought the reasons for the failure. After four years' efforts, Yang Wei won two gold medals at the Beijing Olympic Games and won the title of "Almighty King".
After listening to my mother's introduction, I suddenly realized.
Failure is not terrible, as long as you face it bravely and don't flinch in the face of failure, then success is not far from you.
I like your composition in winter. Last summer vacation, my father took me to learn an art-winter. Recalling the scene of studying and living in winter really benefited a lot.
At first, I really wanted to try it. I think it's easy to learn to play still. Later, I realized how difficult it was to play the role of Immobile La! The first class begins. Listen, the melodious tune: how admirable the skillful skills are. I have been intoxicated with it, and the sound is like gurgling spring water, crisp birds singing, jubilant sheep and trotting horseshoes on the grassland. This is played by my teacher. Then the teacher taught me to practice from the most basic skills. After a long time, I played those boring tones repeatedly every time, which made me lose interest. The teacher found that I had changed a little and told me that the most important thing to learn any skill is to lay a good foundation.
A few months later, I had a deep feeling for Dongbula. My father saw my progress and bought me an exquisite winter bra. Whenever night falls, after finishing the homework assigned by the school, my mind is full of music melody, so I pick up Dong, sit by the window, watch the twisted moon and play "Dark Horse". In the cheerful music, I remembered that "the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang 'an overnight." "I seem to see that this is just a painting. On the open and undulating grassland, a horse, a dragon seed and a real swift horse are coming to you. So handsome, so strong, so imposing! Its legs are long, its ankles are thick, and its hind hoof always steps in front of the footprints left by its front hoof. It holds its proud head high and shakes its beautiful mane. It walks calmly, fearfully and generously. At last, it comes, and its body shines clearly. ...
Dongbula, I love you! You are the soul of Kazak, which not only inspires my enthusiasm, but also cultivates my tenacity in learning. Let me feel the incomparable pleasure of art
The composition about Dongbula's folk hero story is said to have been handed down. A long time ago, Kazakhs lived a nomadic life on the edge of the big forest.
There is a huge and fierce blind bear in the forest, which often haunts the grassland, hurting people and animals and making people's lives restless. The king sent hunters to ambush the blind bear several times, but all failed. Many hunters were killed by blind bears.
The king was in a hurry, but at a loss. When his son Dongbula saw it, he asked the king why he was so sad all day.
The king told his son the whole story. Hearing this, Dongbula volunteered to get rid of the blind bear.
Although the king knows that his son is witty, brave and strong, the blind bear is too cruel and cunning. He didn't want his son to take the risk, so he didn't say anything. The next morning, the servant told the king that the prince was missing.
Knowing that his son had gone to find the blind bear, the king was very worried and quickly sent someone to find the prince in the place where the blind bear appeared. With bows and arrows and traps, the prince rode a fine horse over mountains, rivers and Woods, and finally found the footprint of a blind bear on a path leading to a summer pasture.
He carefully placed the trap in the path of the blind bear, cleverly disguised it, and then hid it in a nearby tree. After a while, the fierce blind bear appeared.
I saw it coming nimbly along the familiar road, walking a dozen paces away from the trap and suddenly stopping. It sniffed carefully on the ground with its nose, stopped and stopped until it reached the place where the trap was put, carefully stripped off its disguise with its front paws, gently pulled open the soil around the trap, and then found a big branch to poke at it.
The mousetrap was touched and caught the branch with a bang. The blind bear put the trap and branches on a big stone and lifted another stone to hit it.
The prince drew a bow in his hiding place, shot a sharp arrow and hit the blind bear in the neck. The blind bear roared, threw down the stone and rushed in the direction of the arrow.
The prince shot another sharp arrow and hit the blind bear in the chest. At this time, the blind bear has found the prince.
The prince drew the third arrow and was about to shoot at the blind bear, but it was too late. The blind bear has jumped in front of him and jumped at him.
When the prince saw this scene, he quickly pulled out his dagger. The giant paw of the blind bear hit the prince, and the prince's dagger stabbed the blind bear ... The king sent people to look around from the mountain, but after a few days, they didn't get any news from the prince.
The king fidgeted all day, worrying that his hair and beard turned white. Finally, he issued a notice saying: "Whoever brings the prince back alive will be rewarded with 100 horses and 1000 sheep;" Who knows his whereabouts, don't tell him, cut off his feet ... "Herdsmen went out in droves to look for it, and finally found the twisted body of the prince and the blind bear on a path deep in the jungle.
Everyone chopped the blind bear into a paste and buried the prince on the sunny hillside. However, how to tell the bad news to the king who is looking forward to the safe return of the prince? Everyone has been thinking hard and there has been no good way.
Finally, an old shepherd named Akon volunteered to see the king. After arriving at the palace, the king anxiously asked Akon, "Do you know the whereabouts of the prince?" "Your majesty, it knows the whereabouts of the prince. Let it tell you! " Ken said and took out a musical instrument made of pine.
"Does it know?" The king looked at the instrument and asked puzzled. Ken didn't speak again. He sat on the ground and gently plucked the strings. The touching piano sound is like telling a sad and tragic story: at first, the piano sound is vigorous and passionate, like a hero dying and going to war; For a while, it was tactfully low, as if telling that the crisis was coming and the battle was about to break out; After a while, the rhyme was sonorous, as if announcing that the battle had broken out; After a while, he cried like crying, as if telling the end of a tragedy and people's attachment and nostalgia for the protagonist ... The king listened to the piano and understood what had happened, so he couldn't help crying.
The piano stopped and the king was still in grief. After a long time, the king woke up from his sorrow.
Although his son died, his heroic behavior and people's memory of his son gave him great comfort. He rewarded Ken. Since then, Kazakhs have had this plucked instrument.
In memory of the prince, herders named this instrument "Immobile Pull" after the prince, and called the artist or singer who used this instrument "Akon".
6. After reading it, I feel that I don't want to pull a 400~~800-word text "Don't Move".
Since reading the text "Don't Move, Pull", I have been deeply touched, so that when I wrote this article a week later, I was still deeply touched.
The article tells the story of a Kazakh prince named Dombrat who risked his life to fight a grizzly bear for the safety of the whole people and to prevent the king's father from frowning, and finally died with the bear. The king was anxious to know the whereabouts of his son, but no one dared to tell him the sad news. Finally, a farmer named Akon told the king about the tragedy on the piano. After reading this lesson, I found that some spirit I need is in this lesson.
I respect the courage of Prince Dongbula. When he tried to kill the grizzly bear, didn't he understand how dangerous it was? Won't he hide when the bear's paw hits him? But if he doesn't take risks, the life of the whole people will not be peaceful, and the king's father will always be sad. If he hides in an emergency, he will lose the best chance to kill the bear. Why he took risks depends on his extraordinary courage and fearless heart! Think of me. I closed my eyes when playing in the park, let alone fighting with a grizzly bear. I am so small compared with Prince Dongbula.
I respect Ken's wisdom. When people couldn't tell the king the tragedy, he thought of a way to tell the king the truth with the sound of the piano, and wash away the pain in the king's heart with the sound of the piano. As far as wisdom is concerned, I am not as good as Ken.
I respect the feelings of the king. When he heard that the prince was going to kill the bear, he tried to dissuade him. When the prince never heard from him again, he was anxious and worried that his hair and beard were white. When he realized that the prince was sacrificed, he burst into tears, but he understood his son's choice. . What a precious fatherly love this is!
In a word, I have benefited a lot from this lesson, and I want to learn the spiritual food I need from it.
7. How do you feel after reading the Chinese text "Don't Move" in the second volume of the fifth grade? What do you think after watching "Don't Move Los Angeles"? Immobile La is a touching article. After reading this article, I was deeply attracted by the self-sacrifice spirit of Immortal La. In this article, people and animals are threatened by blind bears, and bravely fight and die without moving, depicting a heroic image of courage, wit and self-sacrifice ... For an instant, the deep voice seems to tell that the crisis is coming and the battle is about to break out. At another moment, the sound was sonorous, as if announcing that the battle had broken out; After a while, it was like telling the end of a tragedy and people's attachment and nostalgia for the protagonist. "This passage used parallelism, beautiful words, let me fondle admiringly. After reading this article, my love for Dongbula deepened. In the end, Dongbula died, but saved thousands of people in Qian Qian. In memory of him, people call this instrument "Dong Bu La". I would like to be a breeze, floating with folk stories, I would like to be a bird, swimming with folk stories, I would like to be a flower, scattering the petals of folk stories, I would like to be.
8. After writing, I feel that I don't want to pull 200 words in winter. Today, when I was watching TV, I noticed the little hero who saved my classmates and friends in the 5 5. 12 Wenchuan earthquake. Their deeds touched the people of China1300 million, and also touched the people all over the world. Suddenly, I remembered the Kazakh hero Prince Dongbula who killed bears and saved lives.
Dong, an ordinary noble maharaja, risked his life, regardless of his own safety, volunteered to kill blind bears and kill pests for the people. Is this the work of a prince of noble birth? Besides, he is still a child. This is infinitely puzzling.
These doubts, before I read them, pierced my heart like a rope buckle. However, after I read it, these rope buckles were opened like automatic locks! I understand why Prince Dongbula, regardless of his own safety, volunteered to kill the blind bear. Because, everything is for the people and everything is for the nation!
"A person's value should be judged by his contribution, not by his achievements." Einstein's words face up to the prince's contribution, because what he needs as a prince is to contribute to the people, not to acquire a nation's wealth and land.
In the young hero Dongbula, I learned (discovered) the wealth of being a man: "Brave and fearless, witty and clever, not afraid of sacrifice!"
"The three armies can win the handsome, but the ordinary man can't win the ambition." Confucius' words and the spirit of the hero and teenager will always inspire me to move forward!