About image composition, composition is also the best embodiment of a person's ability to use language. The key to writing a composition is to express the central idea. Writing is a rational creation, and articles cannot be written into a running account. Next, I will take you to know something about the image in the composition.
Image composition 1 Write a long letter to people who have a great influence on their growth, even if there are too many unknowns at the end, such as falling rapidly at the bottom of a cliff. The relationship is unclear, only hidden in the heart, exposed but escaping.
Holding hands tightly, and then a stingy hand. On the edge of the stream at the bottom of the cliff, they walked in the opposite direction. Formal connection, but no temperature. When I turned around, my back drifted away. Don't want to be a burden, don't want to be forced, and don't want to be speechless. Let go and turn around. He didn't look back. The footsteps of two people were unusually clear in the empty valley. But it is inconsistent.
Cross the river. It was dark, with only a faint dark blue light. Surprisingly calm. This dark and dense green grass is lush and soft, like a baby's skin. I want to get close to it, but I'm afraid of being disturbed. Scattered flowers are dotted among them, reflecting light yellow and elegance in the moonlight. There is no wind. Bend down, lift the long hair behind you to your chest, hang it carefully, and gently immerse it in the water, as if stroking your child, satisfied and aware. Gently brushed up, from the root to the tip of the hair, conveniently buried, hands stained with the life of the river, as well as the desire for long hair.
Get up, lift a long white dress, trudge barefoot, go up and down, or push water. The ankle is exposed and prominent, which is particularly patient and full of secrets. Look calm and deep. The wind blew a purple butterfly, which stopped on the bangs and stood forever. Long hair slipped to the chest and waist, swinging slightly step by step, as if to bloom.
Wading through the water, the air is fresh and humid. Flocks of butterflies are flying, and the valley is full of purple light and spirituality. They flew over my white skirt, sprinkled powder and landed on my skirt. The cliff is towering. But there are leafy nights, and the vines are thick or thin. Try to touch one, like an instant inhalation of memory. It's like grabbing a clue and groping. Observe the thickness, depth and smell the breath. Close your eyes and feel, miss. Grope along the vine.
Go into the deep valley. There is an elegant fragrance, self-esteem, self-love, self-respect, not showing off. This is an open white camellia. The sky is dark and mysterious, but it is direct. Facing a flower bone, camellia blossoms head-on, and the light shines on the face, just like this flower blooms on the face.
Bend down, camellia is printed in the water, still white. Braid your hair against the current. Back and forth bit by bit. Put it on your right chest. Still walking barefoot, stained with the damp smell of the soil, the skirt swept the dark green leaves and white flowers of camellia. Beautiful images, put in them, seem to come true.
Think about that cliff. Write a long letter, tell clues, talk about perverts, talk about flowers, confess mistakes and selfishness, and ask for forgiveness.
Think about the meaning of writing letters. In the later years, it seems that it has nothing to do with each other. And those life experiences are closely related to him. You can be silent from now on. But it is still looking back. Perhaps, because he is closely linked with his own growth, he wants to tell all the beautiful images he has encountered. His long hair is soaked in the river, and he is refined and willing to bloom for flowers. People who are related to life. Old friend.
I didn't expect a response. It has something to do with narcissism after turning around. As if the last word of the letter had been written, the letter lost its meaning. It's like pushing a boat carrying camellia on this shore. It doesn't matter whether you reach the other shore or whether someone picks you up. The essential meaning is just waiting to see it pass, and it is also a dialogue with yourself and looking for testimony.
Prepare for action. I want to see the expression of the person opposite. Even if the classics become the past forever, they are isolated from any moment outside the past. Independence, that is just to get a kind of self-affirmation. So as to satisfy.
Always think clearly and do it clearly. But it takes energy to think about meaning. When a thing can't think of a concrete and convincing meaning, it becomes confused and uncertain.
Will this meaning be rejected by the other party and the image will be dim? Is there such power? Maybe he doesn't understand all this. He has his own world. Then this meaning is really just an ordinary self-spiritual exchange. Looking for an elegant image.
Does not bring satisfaction.
Composition of images II. Composition of poetic images
Poetry is a literary style and one of the windows to release human inner feelings. Only by savoring carefully can we feel the beating of the soul hidden in the depths of poetry.
Looking at China's ocean-like history, poetry keeps improving, moving towards life and integrating into life. In this long river, the crystallization of years-the image in poetry has been precipitated.
"But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, we raise our glasses to drown our sorrows" and "It's dusk, and it's even stormier." "When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world." The "wine", "dusk" and "sunset" in these poems. In the development of poetry, it is gradually endowed with special meaning and image implication. For example, the word "wine" in China's poems is endowed with the meaning of sadness and homesickness. Li Bai was frustrated in officialdom, and his inner helplessness and sadness even made him drown his sorrows by drinking. Of course, the word "wine" also has other meaning. "Sing my songs loudly and drink my wine. On a green spring day, that's the beginning of my return home." Du Fu's inner excitement and happiness were also expressed by the word "wine" when he heard that he had recovered Henan and Hebei. And "dusk, sunset" is a sad mood, a lament for later life, and a sad meaning of mourning for the past. "Mid-Autumn Festival" places heavy and endless homesickness on tourists.
The names of some plants also contain some meanings, and "Liu" is homophonic with "Liu". Folding willow means staying together, and folding willow means farewell, so "willow" means hurting and leaving; "Chrysanthemum" is a proud flower with a strong character and lofty temperament, which is used by poets to express noble quality and pure conduct. "Fangcao" is a metaphor for retaining hatred. "Retaining hatred is like spring grass, and you are still alive no matter how far you go." Year after year is the characteristic of fragrant grass, but in the poet's view, it has caused a rush of time and a short life. Precious sighs come every year; "The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk." At this time, the tall phoenix tree became the embodiment of desolation and misery.
But in foreign countries, it is another scenery. Willow in their land, never, never associated with injury and parting. Chrysanthemum is a respect for the dead in some countries. This cultural difference is caused by many factors. Similarly, other countries' poems also have specific meanings, so it is necessary for us to know more about the customs and cultures of other countries when studying poetry, so as to better grasp the author's heart.
In today's globalization, we don't have to force these souls to flow upward. The rhythm of silent poetry will be lost, and the meaning of those special words will change. If we understand them, we may lose our original feelings. Maybe, when translating, we can find something with the same meaning, not the original meaning. That might be better.
In the final analysis, this is a collision between cultures, and these images are similar.