Research report on ancient poetry: 300-word composition: Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season. . The Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei's "Mountain Residence in memory of Shandong Brothers". The whole poem is:? I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. ?
The first and second sentences of the poem mean: I am far away from my hometown and make a living in Chang 'an, the capital. Whenever I meet a beautiful festival, I miss my loved ones more. The third and fourth sentences mean: I think my brothers who are far away from home will stick their heads in the dogwood and climb the mountain outside the city on this day, but at this time I have disappeared. The whole poem shows that the poet misses his family and brothers on the Double Ninth Festival, so he has a lot of thoughts and writes down his thoughts about my brother's holiday in Shandong.
Wang Wei wrote thousands of poems, among which "I miss my Shandong brothers on vacation in the mountains" is one. The whole poem is roughly written that Wang Wei misses his loved ones more than ever before on the Double Ninth Festival, but he is not around. Expressed Wang Wei's mood and emotions at that time.
I like ancient poetry since I was a child. Reading ancient poems brought me beautiful enjoyment, and the perfect combination of painting and poetry intoxicated me. Everyone in my class knows that I like painting, but I don't know that I prefer ancient poetry.
At the dinner table, looking at my sister's scattered grains of rice, I couldn't help thinking of the ancient poems I had just learned, so I blurted them out? Who would have thought that our bowl of rice and grain are full of the blood and sweat of farmers? . Walking on the road, I looked up and saw the buds of willow trees, so I remembered them again? I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. .
On this day in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was raining in Mao Mao, and pedestrians on the road hurried home. Seeing this scene, I recited it affectionately? It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls? .
When I sigh that time flies, when I fail, when I face flowers and applause: the day after tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there? ,? If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad? Appear in my mind again, with great power, shaking my soul and urging me to forge ahead.
Yes, this is the charm of ancient poetry, this is the charm of ancient poetry, and I will use this life to feel the beauty of ancient poetry. ? It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, Xiu Yuan. I'll go up and down, okay? I will walk with poetry and run on the journey of life!
The mountains and rivers in nature are more spectacular because of ancient poems; The world is brighter because of ancient poetry; My life will be more colorful because of ancient poetry.