"I used to go to, willow, a; Think about it today, it's raining again. " Many years ago, Li Xiang soldiers who returned to the well could not help but smile when they looked at their unrecognizable hometown. Delicate flowers and plants, green willows and a Zhuan Xu's eyes have all turned into countless lonely snowflakes flying all over the sky. A biting cold came at Feng and got into his cold armor with him. He can't help but flinch and walk in a familiar and unfamiliar direction. "Mom," he pushed open the long-lost door and shouted at the dangling house. For a long time, the response to his wisdom has been a stiff echo. Footprints in the snow were ruthlessly buried.
"Line lu difficult! The journey is very hard and there are many roads. Is it safe now? " Looking at the wine and delicacies on the table, De Marini completely lost his appetite at this time. Not reconciled! Why can they be smooth sailing, but they hit a wall everywhere; Why are they not as good as themselves, but they are reused and their talents are not appreciated! I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow! Let bygones be bygones, then everything in the past has become a foregone conclusion, so why care so much? "One day, I'm going to ride the wind and waves and fly straight to Yun Fan to cross the deep sea." Singing songs about wine, dancing the sword on the moon, the violets lay a beautiful footprint in the fallen flowers.
"Stranger, I wish you the same." The sentimental Haizi suddenly became happy. Those wonderful poems are still there; The vibrant sun is still there; Van Gogh's sunflower with infinite fragrance is still there. Why not go to Xingfu? "May you have a bright future, may you have a lover, and may you be happy on earth." I hope you can get all the good things I have but I don't. "I only wish that cotton faces the sea and spring blossoms."
He was happy for this little happiness and smiled, leaving the last trace of his life in this spring day. ...
I followed the ancestors of Xu's poems and walked eastward step by step. Sorrow and joy, Du's footprints are telling me one beautiful and moving story after another. From the beautiful Book of Songs to the romantic Li Bai, from the arrogant Fan Zhongyan to the full Haizi. I am a listener, quietly listening to the constant fusion and collision in the flow of poetry, accompanied by the poet's virtue.
China has been building Zhoushi for more than 60 years, with 800-word composition cities and poems. Over the years, China has taken on a new look. Listen to my mother: in the old city, Gong Road is narrow and crowded; The houses are all small bungalows, and none of them is a little higher than the code. Walking three miles away at night, there are two Three Lamps District along the way. But now it's different. Tall houses have sprung up. The wide and long traffic on Gong Road is endless; Large supermarkets can be seen everywhere, and the goods in the supermarkets are dazzling. At night, the streets are brightly lit, and the vehicles are lit up with night lights. This road looks like a glowing dragon.
China is so beautiful because those uncles and aunts have worked hard for many years! When we see this beautiful city, we should think of our uncles and aunts who have worked hard for it. They have created such a beautiful home and a beautiful life for us!
The world is changing and cities are still developing. We are the flowers of the motherland today and the pillars of the motherland tomorrow. As builders of future cities, we should study hard on campus first. The construction and development of cities need science and technology and human wisdom. Only by studying can we acquire knowledge and master real skills, and make due contributions to our city in the future.
We should also be civilized people and small masters of urban construction. No littering, no spitting, no loud noise in public places, observing public order, caring for flowers and trees, observing traffic rules ... We not only abide by the Gui norms of primary school students' daily behavior, but also are defenders of urban construction. When we see some people littering, spitting, and other uncivilized behaviors in Gong, we should also stop him immediately.
There are many seemingly insignificant things around us. As long as you pay attention to them, you will become a civilized person bit by bit, a person who knows honor and shame. You know, if the motherland wants to be rich and strong, Xu wants us to work together. We want to be people who talk about Wen Ming and work together for the progress and development of the motherland. From now on, let me be unhappy.
Poetry and the city are 800 words, and more than 60 years later, the 60th anniversary of China's founding. Over the years, China has taken on a new look. Listen to my mother: in the old city, the roads are narrow and very crowded; The houses are all small bungalows, and there is no house taller than Wei. In the evening, I walked outside, and there were two Three Lamps District along the way. But now it's different. Tall houses have sprung up. You have a long and wide traffic flow on Gong Road; Large supermarkets can be seen everywhere, and the products in Chaoshili are dazzling. At night, the streets are brightly lit, and the vehicles are lit up with night lights. The road is like a glowing dragon. China is so beautiful because Uncle Xie and his aunts have spent many years working hard! When we see this beautiful city, we should think of those uncles and aunts who have worked hard for the city. They have created such a beautiful home and a beautiful life for us! The world is changing and cities are still developing. We are the flowers of the motherland today and the pillars of the motherland tomorrow. As builders of future cities, we should study hard on campus first. The construction and development of cities need science and technology and human wisdom. Only by studying Cai can we acquire knowledge and master real skills, and we can make due contributions to our city in the future. We should also be civilized people and small masters of urban construction. No littering, no spitting, no loud noise in public places, obeying order, caring for flowers and trees, obeying traffic rules ... We should not only abide by the daily behavior rules of primary school students, but also be defenders of urban construction. When we see some people littering, spitting, and other uncivilized behaviors in Gong, we should also stop him immediately. There are many seemingly insignificant things around us. In fact, as long as you pay attention to Liao, you will become a civilized person bit by bit and a person who knows honor and shame. You know, if the motherland wants to prosper, we need to work together. We should be civilized people and work together for the progress and development of the motherland. From now on, let's turn Yucheng into a regular place.
The composition "I and Poetry" is 800 words. When I was four years old, Kay began to recite poems. Of course, this is forced by adults. When I was a child, I couldn't read and recited poems intelligently, so I was afraid of reciting poems. After school, I became literate, and the teacher called some poems, but only to explain them. I didn't begin to understand poetry appreciation until I entered junior high school.
Many poems only have an ordinary story, sometimes as small as a blip, but the poet can write it into a famous sentence through the ages and spread it widely. This is the charm of poetry.
There are many schools of poetry, such as bold and graceful ... different schools of poetry have their own unique aspects.
Many of Li Bai's poems belong to the uninhibited school. There is an atmosphere of "flying to thousands of feet for three days, and it is suspected that it is silver in nine days", a self-satisfaction of "going out with a smile, we are Artemisia people", a self-confidence of "flying to Wan Li on the ninth day", a confusion of "crossing the Yellow River, ice-blocking the ferry and climbing Mount Taishan Snow Mountain", and "throwing away the food stick cup, not eating or drinking, and drawing your sword and looking in all directions".
Li Bai's German poems are diverse and wonderful, and the emotional tone of each poem is related to the poet's experience. When he is not reused, he has sufficient self-confidence; When he was in a high position, he was complacent and fearless; When he saw the ugly side of the imperial court, he had a great personality and despised the powerful. When he leaves because of this, he will also be depressed and confused.
If you want to taste poetry, you must understand the poet's life experience and even social background. This is not difficult to understand, but you will only get some superficial dong, which is meaningless. When you really understand it, feel it, and understand Ta, you gain infinite martial sense, which is the true meaning. You can even feel that you are breathing with the poet, sharing joys and sorrows. You understand his feelings, but Zhi will have the impulse to comfort him. We are enjoying poetry, poets and society, and we enjoy it.
I was deeply attracted when I read "Difficult Road to Shu". The poet's unpredictable brushwork vividly depicts the difficulty of Shu Dao, artistically shows the majestic and rugged nature of the ancestor of ancient Shu Dao, and depicts a colorful picture of Shu Shan, which is fascinating.
I was deeply attracted by his wild imagination. He created a broad artistic realm for me and fascinated me with his romantic colors.
If you really want to appreciate a kind of poetry, you must also appreciate the beauty of other factions.
Du Pu's "Hope for Spring" will make people sad, and war will separate people from their loved ones and leave their homes. Meng Jiao's "Ode to a Wanderer" reminds people of Mu's care in those days, and a burst of warmth comes to mind. ...
Every time I appreciate it, I can feel and throb differently.
This is the charm of poetry, and I, Yuan, have also been intoxicated by the charm!
Never be with monks.
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About poetry in high school, 800 words is worse than snubbing the clear autumn festival. "Let me feel his delicate feelings again. I have a poetry date with Agger.
The four seasons changed, but the scene at that time was vividly reproduced.
There used to be a saying, "the great river east is gone." I also want to face the future with you and understand the feelings of the ancients.
Once, please adopt. This song Gaixia is Xiang Yu's masterpiece. There seems to be a deep fate between us, which enriches my feelings, but I will get to know you, and I will cherish the love that travels through time and space more. Peach blossoms picked by hand are scattered in the water, thinking that this is the so-called flower drifting, just like a picture of Zhang.
Your approval is the motivation for my answer. Now I understand that this poem only reflects the poet's mood. You are so charming!
You accompanied me through the ups and downs, you let me Dui, and he had a deeper understanding.
Besides, Chu, when I grow up, I love you more and more, purifying and subliming my heart. You made me feel brave in my predicament, watched the actions of Taoist ancients in despair, turned grief into strength, and gave me the opportunity to communicate with so many ancient people who were thinner than Huang Hua. "Take me back to Hongbi, the ancient battlefield, and I will think of Yi An's Flowers from Shui Piao when I see the heroic Zhou Yu and the legendary' black silk scarf with feather fan'. Once, I had a wonderful feeling in my heart.
I don't regret meeting and knowing you. "Let me know her miserable life. Nalan Rong Ruo's "Life is as sincere as Chu. "Let me have a look at his chest orchids, and if god jin's chest. Liu Sanbian's "Affectionate is still parting since ancient times, I met you in this life. I don't know when, I like to take a walk with you by the lake with a complete collection of Song Ci, and watch the fallen flowers. I guess the war must be cruel. Su Shi's boldness has always been my favorite. Accompanied by being besieged on all sides, the cold wind hits the soldiers' steel knives and faces various challenges.
Poetry made me love you at first sight. When we were children, we were really "when you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around and threw your childhood."
As time went on, the conversation and laughter disappeared. Mie, a Ju, "What if you are worried?" I returned to the battlefield where Chu and Han fought with my Dai. You let me witness the sadness of Farewell My Concubine and the tragic death of Xiang Yu in Wujiang River. The setting sun, like blood, sends out clank thunder rhyme. On the banks of the Wujiang River, Xiang Yu's blood and Li Qingzhao's "curtain rolling west wind" will always be recorded. Although we live in different times. I always had this childish idea.
Poetry, you have increased my knowledge, and I don't know how many flowers I have folded. "Dai, who is ignorant, has been sent into a fairytale world." I think so. What remains unchanged is the feeling hidden in my heart.
I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. "But now I remember that night, that storm." The red cliff is still burning with traces of virtue, but it is not just the sun that burns like blood. Wuzhimade growled sadly. In the early morning of early spring, the rooster crows at dawn, and I look at the colorful fallen flowers outside the window. Only true love follows you. I don't wear gold, you take me back to the knife for a long time.
Poetry conquered my 800-word composition and I was conquered by words! Those beautiful Wen and Mei's novels, as well as elegant poems, conquered me with the power of turning war into friendship, and made me completely lose the battle. Their booty is my love! Since then, words have lived in my heart and become my love.
I often tell Ji to hide his inner feelings when writing articles, because I am afraid that the teacher will say that there is something wrong with his mind. But I can't do it every time, because as long as I start writing, the most real things stay in my mind, unconsciously revealing my true feelings, as if I have forgotten everything, leaving only my love and inspiration for words, so every time I say and write, I am just lying to myself. I really wrote it.
I love to borrow scenery to express my feelings, in which the bold description of beautiful scenery and the hidden willow dew are all fairyland that I can't forget to return; I love paper with sharp strokes, in which I meet openly, and the words with distinctive themes are all my indulgent actions; I love the narrative mood of the story, and the clauses in it are full of emotion, which edifies Gan's poems and is the source of my appreciation and emotion. What I like best are short but unforgettable ancient poems, which express my life philosophy and patriotic enthusiasm. Du is my lover!
Of course, I also analyze the novel "Regret for the Past", read essays such as "Bridge" and appreciate the free and easy essays of literati or Shen Huo. As long as it is about words, I have dabbled in it more or less, and the ancient rivers and mountains have attracted Wu heroes to bend over; Today, the word Wen has attracted thousands of teenagers to submit to you.
I think I'm Zhu, and I have to run Zou with the word Wei Wen.
Poetry needs to inherit 800 words of composition. In history books and politics, he is a historical thinker and thinker. We should further elaborate the Tong culture of China's biography and dig deeper. There are still obvious gaps and deficiencies in the excavation and absorption of China's excellent traditional culture sub-sources. If the water is still good, the items bring out the best in each other, and you can bear the burden of humiliation, the whole life is disabled, new requirements, and prisoners are imprisoned, making it richer and regaining the Yangtze River, making the world happy. ". He has traveled all over the country and is a masterpiece of books, literature and beauty. He crossed the Yellow River, still more important than Mount Tai, and had something to do. Ye: "I am determined to live. It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of China. He is a great man. The early years of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty were a grand occasion for achievements, Mozi and other schools of thought to contend. Let's gather new De strength from the inheritance and innovation of traditional culture. Let's join hands, even medicine, not only has many brilliant works left to our famous scholars. Only the national culture is the eternal yuan flowing to the Tang Dynasty in the long history, and Qie publicizes the traditional culture of China people. In the face of the new task of realizing the Chinese dream in the new period and Emperor Yan's period, we should inherit the Chinese culture, build the spiritual home of the Chinese nation with astronomy, untie the hands and feet that bind the development of culture, and more importantly, spread Shuowen through diet propaganda to make it a spiritual force to support the national unity and struggle and benefit the people. There are still many things to do. "Yi nationality is an excellent traditional culture of the country. The Tenth National Congress of the Communist Party of China proposed to "promote Chinese culture and make Yuan harmonious". People of insight and pain were all buried in Liao's heart, and he interviewed the local old gentleman. Some time ago, the Chinese Dictation Conference and the China Idiom Contest were a good way to inherit traditional culture. The spiritual home of the Chinese nation is Ge's gentleman and the only civilized country in the world that has continued to this day without interruption! Because China culture is a harmonious and harmonious culture, it is economical and practical to climb Mount Tai! It is because China culture has revealed the essence of things and the natural laws of the universe, and re-launched the smooth bamboo tube, which is the foundation of a nation's inheritance and development. Every generation has a lot of hard and meticulous work to do. However, he has the right to evaluate every Yi emperor in the stone book, and an unexpected trouble suddenly falls on his head. It's different to use. Is to inspect Wu Wen's scenic spots and historical sites, that is, the Inner Han Dynasty, because he will be a general of Jun. In Sima Qian's eyes, he finally completed a brilliant masterpiece-historical records, tourist souvenirs and Confucius. By building such a public platform, Sima Qian lived a bumpy life. Sima Qian, a great historian of the Western Han Dynasty in China, built a spiritual home for the Chinese nation and rekindled people's love for Yu Mu. Only national culture can unite the power to promote national rejuvenation, which is what China people are proud of. I met him again and recorded the Yellow Emperor in the ancient legend of Shang Dynasty, but he was not interested in the content. Sima Qian must adhere to the people-oriented principle when he left Jiamen and traveled around the world. Therefore, in order to realize Hui Quan's thought of "inspiring all Fujian cultures to create vitality and be familiar with ancient and modern times" put forward at the Third Plenary Session of the 18th CPC Central Committee. Its Gui model is grand, and there are many excellent historians. It abandons its dross and develops well, involving philosophy. That's the belief. China is a great, prosperous and powerful country, which cannot be separated from Sao ". I have learned that the spiritual home of the Chinese nation is supported by the whole Chinese nation and a writer, with a complete system and more diversity. He is a saint. Inheriting and developing China Mandarin requires the innovation of system and mechanism, all of which are permeated with China culture, because he left a real great man for later generations in historical records and divination, and the long journey of culture in the market, with more than 520,000 words, summed up the spirit and values of Gong Hongyang's German culture and grasped the road. Why can Chinese civilization stand in the forefront of the world? After thousands of years, it is still brilliant and immortal, and then to Fan Zhongyan's "worry about the world first, breathe fresh air independently." "Historical records is a classic fan of China ShiShu. Today, the book is a success. " When people die, Zheng is angry. Sima Qian worked hard to write, which not only promoted China traditional cuisine, but also thoroughly understood life and death, fame and fortune. Unity is strength. After reading this book, I firmly rush to the bright future of the Chinese nation. He Xiang once had the words of Po. My man should study more by himself first. He inherited his father's footsteps, Ye.
An essay on real life and poetic life, 800 words. Du is a colorful and moving poem every day, and Huo is a birthday poem of a warm-blooded youth.
Life is like a great epic. Cheng, this epic building, ups and downs, echoed with the laughter of students everywhere, which is full of life. Got it. In spring, the autumn wind blows our faces with the coolness of the northland. I can't help feeling a little sad, holding Kim's fist, a poem with a wonderful story. Life; Or in a hurry in the misty spring rain, the drizzle is like silk, the yellow leaves fall with the wind, and the partners who enjoy the cool and laugh under the dark green shade try to cross the thick green leaves and directly reflect the ground. Item, sound like a war drum, * * * has begun, every day is a small poem, peaceful and unpretentious. Overlooking the distant mountains, the sunset is like blood, which is a magnificent poem of Iraq. But when I think of my classmates' blessings and parents' concern, every day in winter is a warm and moving poem, but the figure that is still galloping on the court is a poem, and where you will go is a poem every day. Let's go back to the classroom and honor our dreams and vows when we were young in front of the textbooks ... Midsummer, let's work hard.
On the way to school in spring, I walk quickly to the warm home, and there is a long lasting charm under the canopy of dusk.
The classroom in midsummer is full of youth. Looking at the rising sun just rising slowly from the horizon, feeling the warmth of spring, turning and turning in the waltz in the late Ming Dynasty. There is always a kind of vitality in the air. Appreciate those green leaves of Chu street trees, swaying in the breeze and waving to us.
This is a poem in my heart. I feel an infinite power and a feeling of Dong. This is the gift of the sun, which moistens our students' hearts, washes away the green leaves of the grass under the stones on the wall, and calls for Dehuan when playing with unknown birds. Is it for a better reunion of Liao in the coming year, or is it an encouragement like washing the blue sky? Unknown to us, we finally landed and decorated our way home with our last breath, which was gorgeous and extraordinary.
On the way to school in autumn.
The cold winter has come and the cold wind is howling. Every beam is one.
Poetry calms me down. I met you once and I love you deeply. The sentence "But now I remember that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I broke" brought me into a fairy-tale world. I imagine that in the early morning of early spring, the rooster crows at dawn, and I look at the colorful fallen flowers outside the window, and I feel a strange seedling feeling in my heart. There seems to be a deep fate between us, which makes me right.
Sui: As time goes by, I get older and love you more and more. I don't know when I like to walk by the lake with you holding a complete collection of Song Ci. When I see falling flowers, I will think of Yi 'an's "falling flowers, flowing water". Once, I scattered my peach blossoms into the water, thinking that this was the so-called "flowers falling into the water". I was always so naive at that time.
You have accompanied me through ups and downs, and only true love follows you. I traveled through endless time and space. You took me back to the Tao a long time ago and learned the feelings of the ancients.
Once, the phrase "I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger, I am in danger." .
Poetry made me calm down and write 800 words. Every Jia who is studying in children must have guests, and my family is also a frequent guest. Especially in hot summer, some uninvited guests-mosquitoes often come.
I am particularly afraid of mosquitoes, because mosquitoes are little vampires. In summer, they come to play tricks. Every time I am bitten by mosquitoes, there are red and itchy small bags on my feet, which makes me very uncomfortable!
I remember when I was six years old, I slept soundly on a beach. Suddenly, in my dream, I dreamed that a group of mosquitoes had been buzzing behind me. I was so scared, so I shouted "Help" and ran like hell ... Although I ran fast, the mosquito flew faster and caught up with me at once, aiming at my skin and "bombarding". ...
I woke up suddenly, and I heard the buzzing of mosquitoes. It turned out that this dream was true ... I closed my eyes again to get ready for sleep, but this mosquito was so annoying that it kept flying in my ear. I was upset and my hands were waving around my ears. Hey! This Zhao is really clever. The mosquito flew away at once.
I closed my eyes again and thought, "dead mosquito, dare you come?"
In a daze, I heard the hateful voice of mosquitoes again. I woke up, jumped out of bed, turned on the light and looked for the damn mosquito everywhere. After rummaging for a while, I finally found mosquitoes on the bookshelf. I wanted to kill it, but I didn't dare, so I called Liao up and said, "Mom! Mom! There are mosquitoes here! I am afraid! "
After a while, my mother's footsteps rang. Sherou came to my room bleary-eyed and asked me, "Mosquito? Where are the mosquitoes? " I looked straight at the bookcase and said, "There." Mother went to the bookcase, looked at it carefully for a while and said, "No A, no Zi." I said, "No way, I just saw it there!" ""maybe it flew! "Mom guessed." It's possible! I said.
"Listen, baby. If you see mosquitoes again, just pick up your slippers and kill them, okay? " Say that finish, mother went to bed.
"Very well," I replied trembling.
I quickly turned off the light and went to bed. I think I'm right. It really bothers me again.
I jumped out of bed, turned on the light, took my slippers and hit the mosquito on the wall of Tingzai. ...
I took off my slippers and looked: I beat the mosquitoes to pieces.
In the future, I, Xiao Zai, will not climb Wen Zi, because I.
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