In daily study, work and life, everyone must have come into contact with some commonly used poems. Poems are generally full of rich imagination, association and fantasy. So have you really understood poetry? Below is a collection of essays on entering the kingdom of poetry that I have collected. I hope it can help everyone.
The plump wasp led the way, the nimble skylark stopped on my brow, bypassing the green vegetable patch, I walked into the kingdom of poetry in my dream, and suddenly a burst of fragrance filled my heart, the fragrance of flowers. , or the fragrance of ink?
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After opening the junior high school Chinese textbook, I entered the kingdom of poetry. Look: Li Bai drank here, Du Fu looked far away here; Li Yu silently went up to the west tower alone, Li Qingzhao strayed into the depths of the lotus flowers... I continued to walk deep into the kingdom, hoping to understand the secrets that had been accumulated for thousands of years. The essence...
Entering the kingdom of poetry, I read "The Road is Difficult" and understood the helplessness and expectations of the poetry immortal.
The cold wind whistled, and the banquet was full of delicious food. You stopped your chopsticks alone and held the wine with your sword, feeling at a loss. I think about the horse racing in front of the emperor's hall a few months ago; when you were drunk, Gao Lishi took off your boots for you; when you wanted to obey the order, you sang "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can we be the people of Penghao?"; think about the heyday, " Let me ask you who is similar in the Han Palace, "Poor Xinyan Yi Xinzhuang" makes countless people obsessed...
But when you put down the sword, you feel relieved. yes! Even if "hard ice" fills the Yellow River, and "blizzards" crowd Taihang; even if there is a divergent road ahead, there will always be "long winds and waves", and when the time comes, you will definitely "hatch the clouds and sail across the sea"!
Entering the kingdom of poetry, I read "Shi Hao Li" and understood the anger and helplessness of a generation of poets.
Twilight is approaching, and you are staying in Shihao Village. The autumn wind is rustling, desolate and chilling, accompanied by the moonlight, blowing in the "catching" officials. You stood behind the door, looking at the old man who was escaping, and listening to the old woman's tragic words. Anger welled up on your weather-beaten face countless times, and your clenched fists seemed to be able to break the stone wall. You are angry, but you are helpless - war is so cruel...
Leaning on the stone wall, looking at the lonely starry sky, listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther, feeling the biting `In the cold, everything in the past is like a passing cloud: from the top of Mount Tai, "you will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see all the small mountains at a glance", to "the worries are all over the south, and the caves cannot be wiped out", and then to "the country is broken, the mountains and rivers are there, the city is spring The vegetation is deep.” You have great ambitions, but the dark and corrupt world has destroyed your proud heart. Society does not allow you to display your talents, and war does not allow you to live a free and easy life. What should you do now? ... Entering the kingdom of poetry, I read "Peach Blossom Spring" and understood Mr. Wu Liu's despair and determination. That night, the cold night light shone on the earth, reflecting the delicate beauty of a few roses. The cool breeze blew slowly, accompanied by a few crows that seemed to tell your sorrow. While sleeping in your clothes, you walked into the beautiful peach blossom garden, the flat land, the quaint houses, the criss-crossing field roads, and the harmonious conversation between men farming and women weaving, old and young enjoying themselves, making you feel like you were in a dream. Entering heaven and earth... When you wake up from a dream, your clothes are wet with tears. Facing the cruel situation, you are in despair... Tie your hair tie, straighten your clothes, carry your clothes, carry your books, and lift your steps. Entering under the "East Gate", you no longer miss the world of mortals. Suddenly, you look up and see that Nanshan is already in front of you... Enter the kingdom of poetry and read Li Bai's heroic ambition of "I am born with talents that will be useful". Du Fu's concern for the country and its people when "the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are still there", read Tao Yuanming's leisurely contentment of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence"... Enter the kingdom of poetry and read the tragedies hidden under the grand prosperity; read the hidden truths hidden in the desolate society. One after another tragic songs; read the strands of sadness intertwined with the awakening of darkness... When entering the kingdom of poetry, I hope to read the best wishes of "May people live long, and thousands of miles away from the beauty of the moon", and I hope to learn more. The other is the inspirational saying "Read thousands of volumes, and write like a god".
Thanks to the Chinese language book for taking me into the kingdom of poetry. The essence contained here is by no means as deep as I imagined. Here, I will work hard, and here, I will learn a lot!