Poetry about reading 1. Poetry about reading.
learn about you
Understand you/like the rain in spring.
A faint/light touch
Moisten my heart
Understand you/like the rain in summer.
Thickness/weight
Disturbed my mind.
Understand you/like autumn rain.
Continuous/soft
Harvest into my heart
Understand you/like the rain in winter.
Cold/long
Hurt my heart.
Know you/trace in my heart
The clouds are fluttering.
It is raining.
thick and heavy
The clouds are crying.
2. Seek a meaningful poem
Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.
1, change your life with my three fireworks.
2. I am young and energetic.
3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.
5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.
6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.
14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies.
16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am.
20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.
23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.
25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
Several sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, life is up to me.
29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan.
3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.
Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet.
35. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.
38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.
40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk.
42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?
44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.
45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn.
48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time.
50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears.
3. About understanding your sentence
I care, because I know you!
How I want to be with you and tell you how much I love you; I want to tell you, in fact, you have always been my miracle; How I want to be close to you and snuggle up in your warm and lonely arms; Tell you, in fact, I have always understood you; How I want to tell you that your loneliness hurts with my heart. ...
The autumn sky has always been gray, and the gentle breeze shakes its posture feebly, lifeless, as if heralding an inevitable death. Looking up at the distant sky in a lonely posture, holding out your palm and separating your five fingers, you can vaguely see that time passes through the gap, and the deep and shallow traces are always printed in your heart. I really want to tell you that this is evidence of our love, this is our growing experience, and this is the price we really pay.
The wind gradually dispersed the clouds and the weather was changing. The night is hazy and cool as water, leaning against the windowsill and looking at the horizon. It suddenly began to rain in the scarred sky. Close your eyes, tears fall down the bridge of your nose, and your mouth is mixed with sour liquid. Are all emotions just expensive windows, gorgeous and brilliant along the road, showing sweet fantasies? Serious people will be fooled into thinking that they can stay with you, but who will stay with whom?
Listen, heavy rain with soft wind set off a frenzy, blowing head-on, falling flowers fluttering in the wind, my heart ached like blood, and that heartbreaking conversation emerged in my mind. You try to suppress your inner fluctuations and say calmly, because you know you too well, because you know how much you care, so let love continue, let this love continue. I shook my head with trembling fingers and even forgot how to write the word "love". How can I continue? For an unintentional person, I don't know what love is ...
Looking back on the past, that indulgent love turned you into dust, and you were wronged, but you just wanted me to give up my persistence in loving you. Ironically, the distance between two hearts is separated by a film because of one person's abandonment and two people's suffering. You can never return to that pure sky and see that once beautiful smiling face like a flower. A broken heart will always be numb and eventually go to an extreme world.
The sky in May, the baptism of tears, is also waiting for your reply day by day with a haggard face. I can't remember how many times you shouted in your heart after turning around: Dear, please don't leave me; I don't remember how many times you cried hysterically in your dream after you left: dear, where are you? I can't remember how many times those fantastic images appeared in front of my eyes. I reached out to touch them, but you suddenly disappeared. Waiting in the middle of the night, waiting in the early morning, the cold of dawn, the entanglement day after day, like a glass falling to the ground, a room full of fragments, sadness is everywhere.
June breeze, dim light, is that petite figure not far away you? So strange and familiar outline, so beautiful and gentle voice, so bright and beautiful smile, everything about you seems to be deposited in your mind, such as a part of your life, once missing, it will die with your fragile life. My world has been so quiet since you left. Without your greeting, your news, your phone call and all your news, I am the butterfly with broken wings, which fell from mid-air to the deep sea. Without the support of wings, I can't fly anymore.
On a rainy night in July, I was lonely and cold. I never gave up my pursuit of you, because I knew better than anyone whether to give up this love, because I knew better than anyone whether it was worth it or not, just because I wanted to know you better, but would you let me into your world? The answer is naked in front of you when you disappear. I can give up everything to save your turnaround, but I don't have the courage to ask you for contact information again. The first refusal became eternal silence, and the first loss became eternal freezing. Never met.
In August, the fallen flowers wither mercilessly, and the long dream has been lost. I firmly believe that life is so long that one day, you will be moved by my endless entanglement; One day, you will understand that this love can stand the test of plain time; One day, you will understand that loving you is a choice without regrets in this life; One day, you will understand how much I care about you.
Silver-white lightning rang eight times in a row, passing by, and the palm of the mobile phone sweated a lot. Every time the eye electricity is staggered, it seems to hear the sound of heartbreak. It takes confidence and love to erase courage and send messages. Sometimes it tires the soul, devours warmth and leaves wet tears.
In fact, I want to know you better, not to cling to you, but to be afraid that you will forget that someone loves you forever. ...
Actually, I care about you very much, not to keep you. I'm just afraid that time will be forgotten and the memories we once had. ...
4. Thinking about how to read poetry
Organize students to read the following two poems and understand the essentials of reading. The teaching ideas are the same as before. Students read 10 minutes, and then ask them to express their understanding of the basic meaning of the poem in simple words. (Individual questions, 20 minutes) Finally, summarize the methods of reading poems.
In spring, Qin is nostalgic.
Zhou pu
In the wilderness, I hope to disappear, and the water lingers in distant villages.
Cattle and horses put more spring grass, and Harada plowed ancient monuments.
It's late in the snowy mountains, smoke from cooking stoves is accompanied by sunset, and the shadows of trees are faint.
Wan Li Huangsha, it's hard to look back at Qinyuan.
[Note] ① Zhou Pu (? ~878): The word is too simple. He is from Xing Wu (now Zhejiang).
2 destroy the soul; It is described as extremely sad here.
③ Water mirror: a tributary of Weishui, belonging to Qin State in central Shaanxi. Lingering: winding.
Song of rain and snow
General manager Jiang ①
Rain and snow separated Yuxi (2), and the army was in Longxi (3). See the fox trail around the array, see the hoof backing.
It's cold, the flag is bad and the drum is low. The long clouds rise and the desolation disappears.
be filled/suffused/brimming with
① General Manager Jiang (5 18-590): Chen, writer of Southern Dynasties. He was born in Kaocheng, Jiyang (now Lankao, Henan). Shi Liliang, Chen, Sui.
② Western Henan: refers to frontier fortress.
(3) Longxi: in eastern Gansu today.
The interpretation of the above two songs made the students deeply understand the following aspects.
1. Paying attention to the topic of poetry can help readers quickly understand the types of poetry. For example, from "The State of Qin Nostalgia in Spring", it is suggested that this poem is a nostalgic poem.
2. Being familiar with the types of poetry helps to understand poetry.
Nostalgia in Spring is an ancient poem. It is easier to grasp the theme of the poem by satirizing the present, remembering the past and hurting the present with ancient poems. Song of Rain and Snow is a frontier poem, which mostly shows the hardships of frontier life. Knowing this, the general direction of poetry is determined.
3. It is helpful to understand poetry by reading the notes carefully.
For example, the annotation about "ecstasy" in the first poem lets us quickly grasp the emotional tone of this poem. The "Yuxi" in the second poem lets us know that this poem will soon be a frontier fortress poem.