Suddenly, a scene of a history class appeared in my mind. ...
The teacher shook her shiny braids and intoned about the various means of Japanese invasion of China, filled with the deep pain of foreign invasion! At this moment, my brain involuntarily short-circuited, imagining what it would be like if I lived in that era! But it was observed by the sharp-eyed teacher! He called my name mercilessly, and his arrogant tone and reproachful eyes made me feel embarrassed at once! I felt ashamed, and countless excuses flashed through my mind. When I was thinking about how to make excuses, I remembered that teachers and parents should be honest. I listened quietly to the teacher's reprimand and asked the teacher to explain after class. Ben was prepared to accept criticism, but what attracted me was the teacher's sentence, "Honesty is a good boy."
At this time, my heart is full of ease and joy, because I am honest!
This little thing made me understand a truth: honesty is golden!
2. Write an essay of not less than 400 words in a few sentences. A long time ago, there was no bridge on the Yarlung Zangbo River, and countless cowhide boats capsized in the torrent of wild horses. Many people who tried to cross the river were swallowed up by the roaring river. Therefore, the young monk Tang Dongjiebu made a great wish and vowed to build a bridge to benefit the people. Tang Dongjiebu, who had nothing, only got a burst of laughter.
So there is such a legend. Tang Dongjiebu met seven girls who can sing and dance in Qiongjie, Shannan, and formed the first Tibetan opera team in Tibet. They perform religious stories and historical legends in the form of songs and dances, persuade people to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and donate money to build bridges together. As the majestic songs resounded through the snowy mountain wilderness, some people gave money, some people gave iron, and some people sent food. A large number of farmers and craftsmen followed them from one bridge site to another. ...
The seeds of Tibetan opera are all over the snowy plateau. Everywhere, people are amazed at the girls' handsome appearance, beautiful dancing and beautiful and fresh singing. The audience exclaimed: Isn't it Ajram who came down to dance? In the future, people will call Tibetan opera performances "Ajram".
In this way, the penniless Tang Dongjiebu left 58 cable bridges on the Yarlung Zangbo River and became the originator of Tibetan opera.
In Tibetan opera, the masks worn by people with the same status are basically the same in color and shape.
The mask of goodness is white, and white represents purity;
The king's mask is red, and red represents majesty;
The princess's mask is green, and green represents softness;
The mask of the living Buddha is yellow, and yellow represents auspiciousness;
The witch's mask is half black and half white, which symbolizes her duplicity.
The devil's mask is blue and fangs to show depression and terror;
The mask of the villagers' old people is sewn with white cloth or yellow cloth, and a hole is dug in the eyes and lips to show simplicity and generosity.
Masks use symbolism and exaggeration to make the characters in the play stand out and have distinct personalities, which is one of the important reasons why tibetan opera masks has been preserved in the long-term development.
With snow-capped mountains and rivers as the background and grasslands as the background. Tibetan opera artists sing on the floor without curtains, lights or props, but with a drum and a cymbal as accompaniment. They just want an audience.
The audience sat together in groups of three and five, and all the plots were described by the explanation of "Xiong Sheba" and the rap of the artist. The artists sang, talked and danced, interpreting all kinds of stories under the mask.
In the development of hundreds of years, Tibetan opera has formed its own fixed program: the beginning tells the history of Tibetan opera to attract the audience, the main part of the story is performed, and the end celebrates the success of the performance.
The singing and movements of Tibetan opera artists are colorful, and so on. Different roles sing with different vocals and dance moves to express different emotions, and different genres and troupes have different styles of performances. The audience is eating, drinking and playing at the theatre. It is common for a play to last for three or five days. Everyone is free, carefree and not tired.
Tibetan opera is like this, handed down from generation to generation.
(Ha ha, actually this is the original text of Lesson 5 of People's Education Press. I hope it helps you. The length can be modified or reduced appropriately. ) rainy night
3. Write a composition with five idioms. "With the bell, we walked into the classroom. Today is the second day of school. Miss Zhou came to the classroom with her Chinese book. Teacher Zhou said to us, "Students, we are going to have a composition class in Grade Three. We need to use a lot of idioms in our composition. Look for idioms with the teacher today! "
Huh? How to find idioms that are not "people"? Students, look at me and I'll look at you. At this moment, Miss Zhou said, "Look, I found it. You can express what you are now by looking at each other! " Students, this is the beginning, oh, the original idiom is like this! At this time, I first found an idiom, which is Cheng's "swagger". The students all looked at Cheng, only to see him holding a curved chin in both hands, his eyes wide open and very arrogant. The housekeeper also stood up and said, "teacher, I found it, too, right in your face." Before Guan Jiadong finished, Xu Zhanhao shouted, "All smiles". At this time, Cai Zhengqing "smiled" in a low voice. Teacher Zhou stroked Cai Zhengqing's head and said, "You are so smart. It will be better to say it out loud next time. " I can't help but say "teacher, and' very happy'". The teacher gave me a thumbs-up sign. Li Zihan also said not far away, "Teacher, I found one, too. On He, she always does her homework wholeheartedly. " At this time, all the students began to talk, such as "concentration", "concentration", "concentration" and "staring". Some students also found "colorful" on the teacher's skirt, "lively and active" on Cai, and "unity and friendship" on Wu Fan.
I found "bright and clean" and "spotless" on the window glass of the classroom. ……
"Tintin", the bell rang, and the students were still "unfinished". Teacher Zhou said kindly, "Students, as long as you discover more and think more, you can learn more knowledge." Today's class is really "unique" and "endless fun"!
4. Writing (writing in words) uses blushing, signs, landing, arrogance, blame and excuses. As the sun sets, the rosy clouds on the horizon are connected with the distant horizon, as if a marked goddess was wearing a fiery red landing dress, which is so eye-catching. Suddenly, a scene of a history class appeared in my mind ... The teacher shook her shiny long braid and told the truth in a cadence. At this moment, my brain involuntarily short-circuited, imagining what it would be like if I lived in that era! But it was observed by the sharp-eyed teacher! He called my name mercilessly, and his arrogant tone and reproachful eyes made me feel embarrassed at once! I felt ashamed, and countless excuses flashed through my mind. When I was thinking about how to make excuses, I remembered that teachers and parents should be honest. I listened quietly to the teacher's reprimand and asked the teacher to explain after class. I was ready to accept criticism, but what attracted me was the teacher's sentence "Honesty is a good boy". At this time, my heart is full of ease and joy, because I am honest! This little thing made me understand a truth: honesty is golden.
In the forest, grass grows happily. On this day, an elephant suddenly came here. It tramples on the grass unscrupulously, some grass is broken and some leaves are rotten. They all cried in pain. The elephant said, "Haha, in my eyes, you are like a grain of sand." At this moment, mother Sun heard this and said, Son, I'll help you heal. When the grass wound is dry, Aunt Moon will come to help and come out to chat with the grass at night to relieve their pain. Grandma Sun also sprinkled the stream in the stream into steam, and then in the morning and evening, the steam turned into water drops, and in the morning, it was sprinkled on the grass, and the grass shone beautifully and smiled.