What pervades the whole summer is a tense, warm and urgent melody. As if a pot of cold water on the stove was bubbling and finally boiling, the fine sandy grass on the hillside gradually grew into thick hair, and the faint smoke on the forest belt also condensed into a long black wall. It is rare to see butterflies dancing, but it annoys cicadas. There is a long sound between the submerged leaves. The fiery red sun is baking a golden land, the wheat waves are rolling, beating the distant mountains, and the clouds in the sky are beating the cars on the highway, like waves rushing to the ships. Gold dominates everything in the world, and hot air floats across the fields, blowing ripe wheat fragrance. After half a year's savings, the spirit of spring has become a majestic trend, rolling in the fields and rising between heaven and earth.
Summer has arrived. The color of summer is golden. From the perspective of painting, this makes sense. The color of spring is cool and green, such as blue waves and tender bamboo, full of hope; The color of autumn is fiery red, such as sunset glow and red leaves, which indicates the extreme of things. Between summer and spring and autumn, the naturally neutral yellow jujube has been harvested, and the hope is not exhausted. This is a peak season of connecting the past with the future and alternating life. You see, wheat has just been cut, cotton seedlings with seven or eight green leaves in the field, sorghum corn with megaphones in the air, and melon seedlings crawling on the ground all show great vitality in generate. At this time, they didn't last long in the spring breeze and light rain, but under the transpiration of the hot summer, they flourished and made a final sprint at the end of Xiang Qiu.
Appreciate:
This article is only a few hundred words, but it is a rare masterpiece in contemporary prose. The article begins with three metaphors of "a pot of cold water", "thick hair" and "a long wall with dark colors". It seems clumsy, but it vividly reproduces the characteristics of "all summer", "fine grass in the sand" and "faint green smoke" and outlines the macro picture of summer scenery. The phrase "annoying cicadas, the potential leaves keep ringing" is like the voiceover of the above group of shots. The "annoyance" here shows the heat in summer, but it is by no means boring; The long sound over the treetops reflects the lightness of the summer scenery, sets off an atmosphere of "cicadas are silent in the forest" and shows the richness and massiness of the summer earth. Therefore, the author has set a high-spirited and positive theme for the full text in the blend of sound and emotion and reality.
Excerpts and appreciation of American prose of senior high school students II. Weishan Lake from summer to sun
The jumping Weishan Lake is wave after wave. Occasionally, there are villages lifted by water on the endless lake. Under the Liu Yin, there are blue brick houses, and miles of fishing nets are faintly visible in the depths of white clouds.
Take a boat to the middle of the lake, and you will see reeds waving to you, and flocks of cattle and sheep swaying among the reeds, bowing their heads for food. The industrious farmer began his busy day. Our ship sailed downwind on the vast lake. Flocks of ducks and geese rushed out of the nest in the cry of the old man, shouting and jumping into the water, flapping their wings on the water. The leisurely fisherman speaks barefoot in the shade of the village head, and the beautiful village girl washes clothes on the stone platform in a white dress and a red dress. When she saw the arrival of a distant guest, she looked up at each other. If you talk to hospitable fishermen, they will be your guide enthusiastically; If you talk to girls, they will laugh with you.
Looking around again, you will find a lotus leaf as blue as a plate mixed with a little red light, and dozens of acres and hundreds of acres of snowballs appear in rows. The old lotus seed with round eyes shook his head, and the fisherman would smile and say, "That half-closed lotus seed is the best fruit to eat raw." The boat happily crossed the Jidou pond, crossed the Lingjiao pond and rowed to the blank water surface. The long fishing net is out of sight. A boat, driven by a village girl, crossed the lotus pond and sailed to the net. The village girl paddled the water and shouted, funny. The fisherman said that she met a big fish and was rushing into the net. The green hills in the distance are near, and the layers of forests and fruit forests are everywhere. At the foot of the mountain, on the spacious asphalt road, people come and go, the wide pier, and the queues are waiting.
The sunset, like a naked child, rushes to the western paradise. The distant village was shrouded in mist and gradually blurred. The old man wading across the river nagged to call it a day, and our boat drifted away in the smoke waves. Behind him, Cangshan, small trees and near water ... presented a golden world. (Excerpted from People's Daily)
Appreciate:
The article describes the summer scenery and emotional appeal of the water town. Taking the lake as the center and looking around, we can get a panoramic view of lakes, mountains, sheep, ducks and geese. A picture of harmony between man and nature is vividly presented to us under the author's wonderful pen! In the author's pen, all living and inanimate things have a human touch, such as "jumping on the waves of Weishan Lake", "Luhu beckons to you" and "the old lotus fruit with round eyes shaking its head", which makes the tone of the picture more lively. In addition, the words in the article seem handy, but in fact they are extremely accurate and vivid, such as "Tuo" in "Villages Occasionally Raised by Water on the Lake" and "Flocks of Cattle and Sheep Swing".
Excerpts and Appreciation of American Prose of Senior High School Students (Part 3) Bitter Summer
On this day, I finally put down the fan. The dry wind from the sky suddenly made my clothes fly, got into my cuffs and trouser legs, and stroked my whole body wet. I was surprised to see the still dazzling scenery in the sun. I didn't understand where that fierce and extraordinary summer suddenly went a few days ago.
The four seasons are the biggest beat in the universe. In every beat, the landscape of the earth is completely changed and updated. The four seasons also endow the earth with poetry, so the very shrewd China people have established the rules in their quatrains: beginning, inheritance, turning and combination. These four words are precisely the essence of the four seasons. Start as spring, continue as summer, change as autumn, and harvest as winter. Together, is it not a complete round of life on earth? To this end, all life between heaven and earth follows this rhythm according to law, no matter how old or young, no matter how many flowers and insects die, no matter how long they live. However, in the four seasons of life, isn't this long summer the most magnificent and warmest?
Women's childhood memories are scattered in four seasons, while men's childhood memories are mostly in summer. This is because our childhood companions are always all kinds of insects. Dragonflies, longicorn beetles, grasshoppers, mantises, butterflies, cicadas, ants, earthworms, frogs and fish. They are all protagonists of summer life; Every kind of insect brings us endless happiness. Even the most memorable details of family and friends are related to insects. For example, when my sister sees a gecko, she will make a particularly horrible cry. For example, the boy with squints next door specializes in killing dragonflies. For example, a flower-shaped hairpin on the head of the most beautiful girl in the class will always attract butterflies to fall on it; For another example, my father slept on the floor covered with a mat and rolled over at night and killed a scorpion. This incredible thing makes me feel that my father is extremely powerful. Later, my father was beaten, punished and wrote an inspection; I comforted and forgave him, fearing that he would commit suicide, and wrote him a check-up-that was one of the contents of my initial writing. At this time, the father's sense of power no longer exists. Everything in life, including summer thoughts, has changed.
In a happy childhood, you will never feel the summer as hard as a steamer. Only in the hard life after that can we feel the taste of bitter summer. Happiness shortens the time, and pain prolongs the years, just like this long and seemingly endless bitter summer. But I still don't like to talk about my past suffering and tempering. Instead, I realized the weight of the word "bitter". Pain is the honey in life. All the gains in life are under the weight of this bitter word. However, there is nothing below half a well-meaning sentence. You have exhausted your whole life's strength, but what you finally got is thousands of miles away from what you originally wanted. what do you think?
Then I understood this bitter summer-it is not the suffering of endless heat, but our silent and persistent struggle with the poisonous sun. The strength of life is given by the opponent, that is, the pressure of the opponent is sucked into his bones. The strength of the strong is mainly endurance. Only in the incredible bear will I feel that I belong to the strong. Perhaps it is for this reason that more than half of my writing is in summer. Don't many writers, including Pushkin, blossom and bear fruit in bright and pleasant autumn? However, every time I enter the hot summer, my writing ability is doubly strong. I think this must be the bitter summer of those heavy lives, which forged my abnormal personality habits. I am too familiar with the wonderful feeling that my sweaty arm sticks to the desk glass after writing for a long time.
In Vivaldi's Four Seasons, I often only listen to the chapter "Summer". It excites me more than spring, autumn and winter. My friend said that the chapter "Summer" is extremely gorgeous. I said that what I felt from it was the bitterness and hardship of summer, even a little tragic. My friend said that I put too many stories of myself in this musical situation. I nodded and told him about my musical experience. The highest realm of music transcends hearing; It is not only for you, but also for you.
Every summer, I will experience the meaning of summer in this way, so that my passion can be generated and get high. Holding the hot air in one hand and writing many words in the other. This year, I also found that this summer was not blown away by the autumn wind, let alone by our fans-summer melted by itself. Because the last moment of summer is always extremely hot. I see, it only shows the infinite power of summer when it exhausts everything. The happiness of life lies in giving full play to energy. But who can create a zenith as brilliant as this fire in the form of burning like it?
Therefore, I am full of worship for summer! I want to meet you again through the boundless autumn, the long winter and the distant spring. I want to meet you again through the vast autumn, the long winter and the distant spring, the highest state of my spirit-bitter summer!
Appreciate:
It is indeed appropriate for this essay to summarize the taste of "summer" with "bitterness", but if it only stays at the level of "bitterness", it will appear unremarkable. Of course, the author of this article wrote about the bitterness of summer, more about the joy of summer, and even included such a horrible event as "My father slept on the floor covered with a mat and rolled over at night and killed a scorpion". Obviously, this kind of happiness is short-lived. The author experienced countless hardships in his later years, which is the real "bitter summer", but the author finally realized that it is just such a "bitter summer". I have read this kind of sentence, "Isn't this long summer the most magnificent and passionate in the four seasons of life?" You will definitely have a deeper understanding of life.
Excerpts and Appreciation of American Prose of Senior High School Students IV. Keep a quiet heart.
Life is an endless sea, and man is a boat on the sea. The sea is never calm, so people always have happiness and sadness. When nameless troubles hit, frustration and hesitation burned every nerve. But, my friend, don't forget to keep a quiet heart, and there will be no more pain.
In front of everyone, there is a road to a distant place, rugged but full of hope. Not everyone can go very far, because there are always people who give up halfway because they don't empty the sand in their shoes. Therefore, what dominates people's feelings is not happiness and pain itself, but mood.
When the troubles of life strike, please leave your baggage behind, look up at the bright blue sky and let the gentle blue shine into your heart. Just like when I was tired of playing as a child, I found a green and soft grass to lie down, let the sun fall on my face, and let the breeze blow my heart without wrinkles.
When surrounded by layers of setbacks, please open the window, let the refreshing fresh air in, and find a little peace in the fragrant and sweet earthy breath, just like when you were a child, you picked up dandelion whiskers, puffed up your cheeks, blew open umbrellas after umbrellas, closed your eyes in surprise and made a wish. In this way, there is more comfort and joy in my heart.
When the helpless melancholy comes, please open your eyes, watch the sunset and listen to the insects singing and birds singing. Just like when I was a child, I listened to the crickets in the yard and looked up and counted the twinkling stars in the sky. In this way, all the annoying noises gradually fade away, and what you have is a quiet heart.
Keep a quiet heart, and you will sincerely sigh: even if I am not happy enough, don't frown. Life is too short, why should I study hard?
Keep a quiet heart, and you will understand that broadness can dilute sadness and tranquility can dispel confusion. Yes, no one knows how far it is, but open the window of the soul and let the happy sunshine and moonlight flood in, and a quiet heart will have an eternal happy song.
Keep a quiet heart, and you can constantly surpass and challenge yourself. Even if it is an eternal distance, miracles will happen. Excerpt from Youth Digest
Appreciate:
The world is flashy and people are impetuous. Many people bump around like headless flies in this material world, and it is difficult to keep a quiet heart. Because people are restless, they have more troubles and less happiness; Many partners, few friends; There are more people sitting alone in the dead lamp and fewer people walking around; There are more people who are depressed and decadent, and fewer people who are active and enterprising ..... "Indifference leads to ambition, while tranquility leads to distance", which is a good "tranquility leads to distance". Yes, only peace can lead to an open mind, the courage to challenge and the possibility of reaching the peak of success. Let your heart calm down, you will become more beautiful and meaningful, you will become more mature and stable, you will become attached to happiness and shake hands with success. Keep a quiet heart and keep the whole world.
Excerpts and Appreciation of American Writing of Senior High School Students (5) "Tolerance"
I remember the French writer Hugo once said: The ocean is the widest in the world, the sky is wider than the ocean, and the human mind is wider than the sky. It can tolerate everything in the world, be kind to others and turn enemies into friends. I really understood this because of an accident.
It was Monday morning, and I hurried to wash the lunch box. You know, time is life! If you win time, you can finish your homework ahead of time and have more time to read. There is a lot of homework waiting for me to "date" with them in the classroom. But today, somehow, there are many times more people by the pool than usual. Is the homework unified throughout the school? I began to be agitated, and my anger rose bit by bit, and the whole person became a volcano on the verge of eruption.
Finally, I couldn't restrain my anxiety. I found a loophole and I'm going to get in. After going through five passes and six generals, I finally squeezed into the pool and took a long breath-I can get rid of this inhuman torture soon. I didn't care about my pride, and I didn't have time to think about the crowd behind me. I started washing. Three times five divided by two, you're done! Turn around ... I just feel my body leaning to the left, stepping into the sewage in front of the pool and pressing my left hand into the pool. To make matters worse, my face was splashed with dirty oil and water. () I became a real drowned rat! Anger rushed to the top of my head, and I immediately looked back for the hateful "perpetrator", a little boy in grade one. I gave him a hard stare, and I really wanted to scold him, but I stared at him fiercely for fear of violating discipline and not daring to yell. Maybe I look a little scary. The little boy was at a loss, holding the lunch box tightly in his hands and staring at me timidly. Seeing my silence, he knew something was wrong and stammered, "I'm sorry, I ... I didn't ... I didn't mean to." Said with a little tears in his eyes, sparkling.
Suddenly, I seem to see myself in this bright light.
It was when I first entered school that I met a third-grade elder sister by the pool. That big sister is worse than me now. That beautiful skirt was dyed into a big face by the sewage in the pool. I was so scared that I forgot to say sorry for a moment. I just stood there quietly for a while, waiting to be scolded by the Beatles. But instead of scolding me, she smiled at me and asked me if I hit it. At that moment, I was so grateful to that big sister that I even felt really happy living in such a school.
So am I a little hateful now? I blinked unconsciously and let the smile bloom on my face, although I was a little reluctant. "It doesn't matter." I blurted out that it was the little boy's turn to be surprised. He opened his mouth wide as if he didn't believe it. Seeing him like this, I couldn't help laughing, really. "It really doesn't matter. I'm just scaring you, Doby! " He seemed to believe me, smiled at me, and two small dimples popped out. How cute! I can't help thinking of my brother at home again. "Come, let me help you wash!" I said to him gently. "Don't need it. You'd better put your feet first ... "He seemed a little funny and looked at my feet still in the water playfully. "ah!" I immediately raised my feet. Although a little embarrassed, I am still worried. Back in the classroom, the homework was completed surprisingly smoothly.
It has been several years since this incident, but when I think about it, I am filled with emotion: Mount Tai won't give up the soil, so it can achieve great things; Rivers and seas do not choose small streams, so they can become deep. As long as we have a tolerant heart and are generous and tolerant, life will be more exciting!
Appreciate:
This is a story well worth reading. This composition presents the following three highlights: First, the theme is profound and prominent. It is not easy for the author to understand a simple life truth through a small incident that happened a few years ago! It can be seen that the author's perception of life is quite profound. Second, the language is lively. The language of the full text is sometimes humorous, sometimes flexible, lively and interesting, and sometimes described as much as possible, such as the third paragraph, which makes the article swaying. Third, the structure is full of twists and turns. Flashbacks and interludes are properly used, which makes the article varied and unique. The ending is very powerful and it is the finishing touch.
One of my most respected teachers is my head teacher, Miss Zhang. She is as strict with us as her mother and loves us.
Miss Zhang has long hair. She is kind and amiable. Once, my handwriting was crooked and very ugly. Teacher Zhang kept me and asked me to write again. Teacher Zhang asked me to write neatly and regularly before letting me go home. I hated teacher Zhang at that time and thought, isn't it just a few words? Isn't writing well the same as writing badly? Why do you write over and over again? It is a waste of time to write words in a standardized way. When I got home, I told my mother why I stayed. My mother told me: "Words are a facade, from which you can see a person's character. Teacher Zhang's strict requirements are correct and he is responsible for you. Your handwriting is good, it is your own, and no one can steal it. " After listening to my mother's words, I understand Mr. Zhang's intention and admire him even more. Since then, I have been like a first-grade pupil, practicing calligraphy every day, and writing neatly and regularly no matter what homework I write. After a while, my handwriting was more beautiful and standardized than before, and I was praised by the teacher many times. This is the result of teacher Zhang's strict requirements!
Teacher Zhang is strict with us in study and cares about us in life. There are 46 students in our class. In order to let the students devote themselves to their studies, Mr. Zhang visited every family in his spare time and knew every child's family situation like the back of his hand, thus giving us timely care. Teacher Zhang will also observe words and deeds! Whenever a classmate is sick, she always asks her classmate what's wrong and whether she has taken any medicine. If the illness is serious, she will personally take her classmates to see a doctor so that they can get timely treatment. Once when I was playing, I accidentally cut my hand. After the teacher knew, he quickly took me to the school infirmary for treatment. The bleeding stopped and a band-aid was put on. I was so excited. I am really proud of having such a strict and considerate teacher.
This is one of my most respected teachers-Miss Zhang.
Appreciate:
Although students have to deal with teachers every day, it is really not easy to write a good teacher. This is not caused by students' poor observation of teachers, but what aspects should be written to really write a "living" teacher.
This exercise is good on the whole. It is convincing to interpret Why Respect Teachers from three aspects: writing, home visits and treatment of injuries.
Disadvantages: There are some descriptions of the teacher's image in the second paragraph, but obviously there is no description of the teacher's characteristics. It would be more vivid if there were some detailed descriptions in the article. For example, it is more meaningful to write more expressions and actions of teachers in treating injuries.
When I was eight or nine years old, I often went to the Woods to catch mantis.
Once, I went to catch a mantis and accidentally found a female mantis eating a male mantis with relish. I have a question about this: how do the same kind eat the same kind? I came up with the idea of studying this phenomenon, so I did an experiment: I caught two mantises from the Woods, both male, and I put them in a box. The next day, I saw two mantises alive and kicking. I have doubts about this again. Why don't they bite each other? I did another experiment. I specially caught a male mantis and put it with a female mantis. The next day, I saw that the male mantis was really eaten by the female mantis. Why? I began to observe the living mother mantis with doubt. The mother mantis's belly is getting bigger every day. After a while, the mother mantis actually laid mantis eggs. Why is this? I looked up a lot of information with various questions and finally got the answer. It turns out that the male mantis has the nutrition that the female mantis needs when laying eggs.
I have come to a conclusion from this incident: life is full of knowledge, and as long as we observe it carefully, we will certainly gain something.
Appreciate:
This composition is unique from conception to reasoning. It comes straight to the point and the conclusion at the end is concise. This paper has a rigorous structure and distinct levels, especially the second paragraph is clearer, and the process of studying the problem is credible. The little author of this article can find problems in his plays. What is more valuable is that he has begun to study this problem, questioned it several times, experimented several times, and finally reached a conclusion. This spirit is worth learning.
Excerpts and Appreciation of American Prose of Senior High School Students 8 Jiangnan
On the water, an ancient stone bridge arched like a beautiful eyebrow;
Under the stone bridge, there are bridges in the water, people and umbrellas, dogs and gardenias, bamboo hats, and the burden of selling steamed cakes, all swaying in the waves;
The river bank is narrow and steep; There are cloisters on the shore, and teahouses, bookstores and restaurants extend to the river; There are also residents, the stone steps at the back door of residents, and sisters squatting on the stone steps, washing vegetables, stepping on their feet and washing rice; Their printed towels are like colorful herbs;
Their gentle words, like the return of Yan Zi, are playing the whisper of love;
On the bridge, under the bridge and in the basket, there are fresh squid, swordfish and mandarin fish;
In the bamboo basket, there are water-soaked water chestnuts, lotus roots, cymbals and water chestnuts;
Small streets, though paved with stone slabs, smell like fish in water, like rivers, like harbors. Perhaps, this is Jiangnan. A sketch of Jiangnan corner.
Suzhou pingtan, the soft voice of the silk string;
That girl is more beautiful and smarter than Shi; Perhaps this is the image and character of Jiangnan.
Appreciate:
The prose poem Jiangnan is a beautiful article: the beauty lies in its poetic and picturesque artistic conception; Beauty lies in its witty remarks, which are meaningful. The combination of emotional beauty and linguistic beauty has become the unique style of this article. Jiangnan is a beautiful picture of Jiangnan water town, which is fascinating to read.
Taking Jiangnan as the topic, it is difficult to write: the vast Jiangnan has too many landscapes and customs to write, and how to write and choose the angle is quite painstaking. In this paper, the unique region of "Jiangnan Water Town" is appropriately selected, and the waterscape and characters are outlined with stretched and concise pen and ink. The full text is only 285 words, and it is only a corner of the south of the Yangtze River. But this corner is the epitome of Jiangnan, a typical Jiangnan with outstanding characteristics. There is indeed a leaf that knows the beauty of autumn.
Excerpts and appreciation of senior high school students' American essays 9 pastoral poems
Holland is a country with water, flowers and pastures. On the green lowlands between canals, black and white cattle, black-headed cattle and black cattle with white waist and blue mouth are grazing. Some cows are covered with damp-proof blankets on their backs. Cattle eat grass and ruminate, sometimes standing still, as if thinking about something. The calf looks like a noble lady and has a dignified manner. The old cow, like the parents of the cattle, is very dignified. At first glance, it is surrounded by green velvet grasslands and black and white cattle. This is the real Holland. This is the real Netherlands: turquoise lowlands are embedded among canals, and herds of horses are fierce and strong, with legs as thick as cylinders and manes fluttering in the wind. Nothing can stop them from flying to Utrecht or Zfler except canals covered with deep grass. The vast Yuan Ye seems to belong to them. They are the masters and dukes of this free kingdom.
There are white sheep on the lowlands, and they are carefree on the green grassland like a paradise. The black pigs kept snoring, as if to express their approval for something. There are thousands of chickens and long-haired goats, but none. This is the real Holland.
Only in the evening did I see someone coming by boat, sitting on a small bench and milking a serious and silent cow. The golden sunset is spread in the paradise in the west, and occasionally in the distance.
The whistle sounded and then there was silence. Here, no one shouts, and the bell hanging around the cow's neck doesn't ring, and the milkman is more silent.
In the canal, ships full of milk barrels run slowly and smoothly, and cars and trains carry cans of milk to the city. After the car passed, everything was calm again. The dog didn't bark, the cows in the pen didn't make the sound of Cleisthenes, and the horseshoe didn't kick the baffle of the stable. It's really quiet Sleeping livestock, silent lowlands, dark night, only a few lighthouses in the distance glow slightly.
This is the real Holland.
Appreciate:
At the beginning of this paper, the Dutch characteristics are marked, "the country of water, the country of flowers and the country of pasture". Later, he focused on the pasture and described the "real Holland" full of "pastoral poetry" with kind and peaceful brushstrokes, which showed the author's longing for pastoral life and expressed his feelings of loving peace and hating war. Nature and randomness show the skill of description. Lively and humorous style, giving people a sense of relaxation and comfort when reading.