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This passage is beautifully written, like flowing water. This is a vivid picture of autumn harvest: corn, millet, soybean, millet, river beach, young people, old people ... Jingmei people are more beautiful. People are happy because of the bumper harvest; The scenery is happy because people are happy. Scenes blend, and this scene of autumn harvest is more beautiful. The author has beautiful writing and vivid language, and selected some representative things to show the unique beauty of autumn harvest. "At this time, the riverside is already a song" echoes the title of "Autumn Harvest Board".
It really makes me feel that her life is over. She has left me and will never come again. It's not her breathing, nor her heart has stopped beating, but her loving eyes, which always follow me whenever and wherever, have been closed behind my eyelids forever and will never look at me again. When I think of her eyes whose pupils have spread and will never turn, my hair stands on end and my heart aches.
I can't believe that mom will never see me again. In spring, my mother peeled apples for me. I believe I can recognize her peeled apples at a glance from countless peeled apples. Every place where I change knives has the radian she can cut and the length she can cut, which is frank and sincere. Just a few months ago, my mother cooked Chinese medicine for me ... I opened her eyelids and wanted her to look at me again. But the little aunt said that mom would never close her eyes.
-Jason "The person who loves me the most in the world is gone"
I feel a dull pain when I read this. I am afraid that one day I will feel the pain of wanting to raise a child but can't wait. So I will cherish every inch of time with my family from now on. This passage describes many scenes about mother in simple and sincere words, which is touching and touching. I remember Taylor said: The least time-wasting thing is to be with the people you cherish. Go * * * to encourage.
At that time, I was in Nanjing, and I just started to remember some fragmentary things. There are often beautiful villages in this painting. I quietly walked away from the adults and sat alone on the grass. The plane leaves began to fall and fall, and many mysterious aesthetic feelings fell into my heart together. I was lost at once, and my little heart could hardly bear the excitement. I just picked up a fallen leaf in confusion. The leaves are yellow-brown and curved, like a boat carrying dreams. There are two beautiful phoenix trees beside the boat, which will last for a long time. Every time there is a gust of wind, I shuttle through the rain of fallen leaves and pick up the plane trees all over the ground. There must be one or two buttonwood trees that I didn't pick up sprouting on the grass, right? Twenty years later, I seem to hear the distant west wind and the rustling of leaves in the wind. I can also see those boats carrying dreams, sailing on the grassland, sailing in the hope of a seed.
-Autumn in Zhang Xiaofeng
Appreciate this passage and express your love for buttonwood leaves with beautiful brushstrokes. The onomatopoeic words of "Sasha Vujacic" are vivid and vivid, allowing readers to guess the scene. Mysterious Beauty describes the characteristics of phoenix tree in autumn, which is mysterious and beautiful. Indus leaves are full of infinite charm and beauty in the author's eyes, which is very infectious. The shape of buttonwood leaves is vividly described by metaphor. The author describes the color and shape, and compares the leaves to a ship, which has a side. On the ship's side is a buttonwood tree, which fascinates everyone who looks at it and wants to see this beautiful buttonwood tree. The author has a rich imagination and shows the beauty of autumn to the fullest.
Birds can start measuring the sky again. Some are responsible for measuring the blue of the sky, some are responsible for measuring the transparency of the sky, and some are responsible for measuring the height and depth of the sky with those wings. Not all birds are excellent mathematicians. They chattered and counted, looked around, and finally dared not publish statistics.
-Zhang Xiaofeng's Nostalgia in Spring.
Appreciating Zhang Xiaofeng's personification makes my heart beat. I think of the spring in my home and the picture of birds soaring in the sky. The author compares birds to bad mathematicians, measuring the sky. This magical imagination impressed everyone, writing about the liveliness and agility of birds and the beauty of spring, and showing the author's love for spring.
The prosperity of the city has puzzled my eyes. I can't find myself, but my hometown depends on it. Even if you live happily in a certain city, there is always something invisible pulling you in your heart. One is at home, the other is firmly tied to your heart, and it hurts when you pull it. Especially for people who have been away from their hometown for a long time, especially in the dead of night, the more mellow this cup of wine in their hometown is, the clearer the image of their hometown is, and it is obviously distressing for mellow people not to wake up. "If you stay away from hate like spring grass, you can go further and live." It is precisely because of this homesickness and homesickness that we can't get rid of it even if we go to the ends of the earth, so as to comfort the wandering people and make the wandering heart no longer lonely.
Appreciating this passage expresses my concern and fetters for my hometown. Even though the city is so prosperous, our hometown still lives in our hearts. Hometown is our root and the mark of our growth. This passage is beautiful and lyrical, just right and infectious, so that we are all moved by the small emotional appeal of our hometown. Quote "hate is like spring grass, go further and still be alive", and express our yearning for our hometown in the world by poetry. The application of duality in many places and the strengthening of language potential express the author's deep attachment to his hometown.
● Tea caves are built by mountains and rivers. On the side near the mountain, the wall climbed up the mountain like a long snake. On the waterfront side, there is room to set up a pier by the river outside the city and park a covered boat in the bay. When the boat went down, it took tung oil, green salt and dyed seeds.
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Good landscape writing should be concise and full of descriptive power. You can't find gorgeous words in Shen Congwen's pen, but you can clearly feel the outline of the scenery from such brushstrokes. "The wall is like a long snake, climbing up the mountain", and the unspeakable taste complements the faint breath of the article.
Now that the sun has risen, the fog has gradually dispersed. Yuan Ye is green and looks soft, which makes me feel that even if I accidentally fall from this mountain, I won't scratch a piece of skin, but I will be bounced twice at most, and I will get a green that can't be washed out by a sock. And the river around the foot of the mountain is also green. It is another kind of green, bright, as if mixed with oil. As for the mountain, it's still green, but it's just a bunch of dark green, which makes people feel that no matter where you start, you can't open a crack. People think that even if you dig it down two floors, its green color will not fade. In addition, my screen window is also green, very light green, really as ethereal as the gauze skirt of ancient beauty under the sunlight. You think, how can I write to you on such a green morning without being full of vibrant green?
-Zhang Xiaofeng's The First Snow
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The author fully mobilized his vision and touch, and wrote the green in spring. Metaphors are used in many places, and the images are vivid. I like this passage because it is very warm after reading it. Where does this warmth come from? I think it flowed from those warm words. "Bright", "rich" and "full of vitality" are more poetic and beautiful because they are written for children. The green color in the author's works seems to be alive and flowing, as if it appeared in the letter. I like green, too. I like this piece of green written by the author. Their energy makes people feel happy and hopeful.
People who stand higher can not only enjoy the dawn of hope earlier, but also discover the three-dimensional poems of life. Everyone's life is a word, a sentence or a punctuation in this poem. You may not be a beautiful word, an eye-catching sentence or an exclamation point, but you are still a syllable, a pause and an indispensable part of this three-dimensional poem of life. This is enough for you to give up the past, sprout your interest in breeding new songs for mankind and bring more poems to the world.
● Appreciation: Standing on the branch of history, we can see higher and more comprehensively. When the second person talks and writes, he looks more cordial and emphasizes his point of view, as if the author can't help but say many benefits of standing on the branch of history. As for the part that becomes syllables and pauses, it makes me sad. Even if I don't have great success, I am still an inseparable part of this world history.
● Beauty can be found in magnificent palaces, beside bombed bridges, on fragrant flowers and in candlelight dancing with the wind; Beauty can be found in the extraordinary statue of Venus, or in the jokes of ordinary girls. Life and death are two worlds, but beauty can shine on the edge of life and death. This is the power of life-the beauty of life. (Fantasy of Beauty)
Appreciation: this passage is fluent and powerful, which enhances the language potential and fully emphasizes the ubiquitous characteristics of beauty. Beauty can be magnificent, extraordinary, energetic or incomplete. What the author wants to say most is probably "This is the power of life-the beauty of life". Indeed, the power of life is the most beautiful, shocking and embarrassing. The author's writing style is like a spirit, and he only feels that his lips and teeth are fragrant and memorable.
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