I used to like to give up, always looking for all kinds of high-sounding excuses for myself and turning a blind eye to my laziness.
In the 800-meter exam that day, I tried to muddle through under the pretext of physical discomfort, but the teacher caught me red-handed and had to stand at the starting line. On the way, I was panting, and the air I inhaled cut my heart dully like an ice skate, which was very painful. Looking at the army drifting away ahead, I gave up again and fell to the ground and refused to get up again.
The teacher can't bear to find his parents. Dad nodded silently and took me home. Behind the plum tree, my father suddenly said, "You know, there is no excuse for anything. Success is always a question of whether or not. "
I stopped and stared thoughtfully at the place where my father had just stood. The air seems to be frozen into a solid, and even breathing is so difficult. As soon as the cold wind blows, I spit out a mouthful of white fog and my neck shrank into my clothes. Another gust of wind blew, with a little Leng Xiang, lingering on the tip of the nose. I suddenly looked back, only to see the standing Meiling cold. Rain can't break her stubborn figure; The wind can't take away her elegant fragrance. I suddenly feel a little pity. If she grew up in spring, that would be the real "let a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty". But on second thought, no, it's because she grew up in the winter when everything is dying, so she has always been praised. Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums and writes down the eternal quatrains of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; Zhou Dunyi loves lotus flowers and appreciates the nobility of "emerging from mud without dyeing, cleaning ripples without demon"; And if Lu You is really so beautiful, it should be the unyielding spirit of loving "the snow is more arrogant and the integrity in the flowers is the highest"!
Meihua told me to be strong. In adversity, she didn't give in and didn't choose to give up because of the cold weather. I stood under the plum blossom and gradually realized something.
The next day, I asked my teacher to help me take the exam again. I am still out of breath as before, but a new force flows in my veins, which pushes me forward and gives me courage and confidence when I want to give up. The tip of the nose seems to be lingering with a faint fragrance, yes, it is the fragrance of plum blossoms. ...
Walking towards the flowers, I am brave and persistent!
2. Introduction: This story begins with a campus romance, and goes back to the past ... Neither of the two romances bears the fruit of love. Love is like looking back a thousand times in your life, maybe even less. Now the interference of friendship, and later the influence of the royal family, makes love a tragedy. This article is narrative and may be a bit boring, but I hope friends who love words can take a patient look at this' love'.
The boy's name is Zhe, which gives the first impression that he is neither handsome nor ugly. Zhe is lively and cheerful, optimistic and humorous, and can play with anyone. Basketball is his favorite. Zhe has a good brother Feng Jue. But Feng Hezhe's personality is completely different, especially quiet, not to mention looking straight at girls. Therefore, Feng's personality has also created many opposite sexes.
In the summer vacation after graduating from junior high school, Zhe Hefeng indulged their youth on the basketball court every afternoon, showing their brotherhood. That summer afternoon was no exception. Zhe Hefeng played ball, layup, breakthrough, jump shot and leaned back as usual, and his energetic movements attracted many girls to watch. This is zhe's favorite. He is even crazier and more * * *, and he wants to play with girls outside the stadium from time to time.
Xia Yu is like a couple in love, sometimes talking and laughing, sweet words; Sometimes we have a little conflict and ignore each other. It was really hot in Jiaoyang that afternoon, but soon the wind blew and it rained heavily at once. At this time, Zhehefeng in basketball was forced to stop. At this time, it is Zhe's favorite time to kiss up. Zhe chose to escort a girl home, while Feng rode away.
Zhe sent the girl home. On his way home, he saw a dark-haired girl dancing in the air. Although the bangs in front are wet, she still hasn't lost American capital. She has a pink umbrella and some books in her thin body. This girl may be the lilac girl in the poem.
Zhe sees a girl in the distance. The girl is about to become a dot and disappear into Zhe's makeup contact lens. Zhe is so reluctant, so reluctant, just like looking through autumn water. It seems that God was deeply moved by this silly boy. At this time, a gust of wind blew over the girl's umbrella, and the girl's book fell in a panic. At this time, Zhe has come to the girl and squatted down to help her pick up the book. The girl smiled and said "thank you". Zhe is drunk, so drunk, so long' hey, are you okay' woke Zhe's' er, er, fine' girl who laughed. . But maybe they met this time, as the book says, we met in a stranger and left in a stranger, but ...
Zhe and Feng stopped playing basketball after A Class of Fate is Destined by Heaven. The wind thinks that Zhe is preoccupied and always absent-minded. When Feng asks what's wrong, he always says nothing, and Feng can't ask any more questions. However, Feng found that Zhe was not as cold to those girls as before. It seemed that Zhe's personality was a bit like Feng's and introverted, and they spent the rest of the summer vacation flatly.
Feng Hezhe became classmates, and his first lesson in high school was to introduce himself. After listening to several new classmates' self-introductions, Zhe felt particularly bored and wanted to sleep on his desk, while Feng was still listening carefully,' Hello, I graduated from a middle school, my name is Xin ...' Ah, ah ... A sweet voice and a familiar name immediately awakened Zhe, who was half asleep. Did this classmate have a nightmare? Forget it, go to sleep, and cry in such a high-profile way'. A pair of strange and sarcastic eyes instantly shot into Zhe's face, and he smiled after seeing it. Zhe had to bow his head in the face of this embarrassing situation, and the first class ended in a funny form.
Hey, what happened to you just now? Feng asked. Zhe told Feng what happened that day, but Feng, who always doesn't like jokes, smiled: "I said that your boy has been distracted recently because of her. Feng patted Zhe on the shoulder and said, "Love begins with expression." . The extrovert blushed this time.
After this time, Zhe's eyes seem to be ill, and he always looks sideways. Yu Guang always sweeps a point, and no one notices it, only Feng feels it. After several days of study, the students finished a work quickly. The extroverted philosopher has a good relationship with his classmates, and can say a few words to anyone, but he has never said a word to Xin, and he is still as cold to Feng. Apart from sports, he seldom stays with his classmates. Sitting in my seat reading American literature during recess, I write a sentence or two from time to time.
Time passed slowly like this. The students are getting closer, but Zhe and Xin remain the same. One day, Zhe and his classmates were chatting,' Hey, do I hate Zhe? Do you have a problem with me? number
No, don't get me wrong. Zhehong ran away with a red face. The students were surprised and amused by Zhe's behavior today, and Xin smiled numbly.
After class for a while, Zhe returned to the classroom with a red face. On this day, Zhe was unusually quiet until the afternoon. .
In the afternoon, Zhe found Xin, and they chatted for a long time in the school pavilion. Although they talked a lot, there was a saying,' Well, actually I like the way you look every time you see you. "Can I ... can I chase you?" oh . What did you say?/Sorry? The setting sun should shine on their faces, and how happy it is that sweet-scented osmanthus floats on their faces in the breeze.
3. Appreciate the ancient poem Xue Mei, write a composition and conceive Xue Mei.
[Song] Lu Meipo (1)
Xue Mei is unwilling to surrender for spring.
Comment on the Pen Fee of Sao Ren Ge (Ⅲ).
The snow in May is three points white,
Snow loses plum fragrance.
To annotate ...
(1) Lu Meipo, poets. The year of birth and death is unknown. (2) Tang (xiáng), admit defeat. 3 pavilion, use "put" and put it down. Comment on chapters and articles, here refers to the evaluation of Mei Xue.
Translate poetry
Both plum blossom and snowflake think that they occupy all the spring scenery, and no one will give in to each other.
It is difficult for poets to write critical articles.
To be fair, plum blossoms make snowflakes crystal white, but snowflakes lose to plum blossoms.
Everything has its good side and bad side. You can't be completely sure, nor can you completely deny it.
Emphasis on competition, contrast with Mei Xue.
To be indifferent to the worldly noise and get peace of mind, the comparison between the two is often meaningless and both sides lose.
If you agree, don't forget to adopt it
4. Wen Mei's poem was originally Wen Mei Tang. Endless hiding, looking for spring, not seeing spring, mango shoes all over the leading cloud.
When I came back, I smiled and smelled plum blossoms. Spring has come to the branches. The author's life story is endless. He was born in Bichunni, Caohou Village, Shaozhou (Guangdong) in the Tang Dynasty.
Huineng, the sixth ancestor, wanted to visit Hongren, the fifth ancestor, and passed by Shaozhou to listen to the teacher chanting. Collecting scriptures and questions endlessly, Huineng said that all the wonderful ideas of Buddha had nothing to do with words, which surprised Nishi. He told me all over the world that Huineng was a virtuous man. He built an ancient temple in Lin Bao and invited six ancestors to live in it. This statement is widely spread.
I appreciate how many people who practice meditation have taken pains to find their true colors. Where is spring? "When I come back, I will laugh at the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the branches are already strong in spring." The poet can't find spring, but he goes home happily. Only when I smiled and smelled the plum blossoms did I find that spring was already strong in the branches-spring was actually in my own home! What Buddhas realize is really like Dharma Body. Everyone is enough, and it's true to ask for more happiness. It is self-sufficient, but how many people will get it? .
5. Smell plum blossoms, look for spring every day, but don't see spring, mango shoes break the ridge.
Test analysis: first of all, we must understand the meaning of this poem. The first two sentences of this poem were written through hardships. I looked for spring everywhere, but found nothing. Pick plum blossoms when you come back, because spring is around. This can be extended: first, any kind of success is not accidental. Besides hard work, it takes time to finish. However, human nature often turns a blind eye to what it has, but strives to pursue what it can't get. Always think that what you can't get is the best. Therefore, many people with lofty ideals, leaving their hometown, have to pursue their dreams hanging in the sky. After going through all kinds of hardships, looking back, I found that what I was pursuing was what I had but didn't cherish. Second, thinking from another angle, this pursuit is not completely futile; If there is no process of pursuit, perhaps, people will never learn to cherish.
Comments: The poems selected in this topic are very Zen, which also contains a lot of philosophy of life. These ideas are in line with the reality of students, and students should feel it. However, the premise of writing this composition is to correctly understand this poem, which may be the biggest difficulty in writing this composition.