1.The excellent composition material: the most beautiful gesture
I have seen too many gestures. But in my opinion, the most beautiful and meaningful gesture is none other than the ancient city wall of Pingyao Ancient City.
The gesture of the wall is the persistence between light and shadow. The day I arrived at the ancient city, it was snowing heavily, snow shadow, the guide looked at the hazy snow curtain over the wall, the wall stood here hundreds of years ago, repeatedly repair and destruction, repeatedly destroyed and repaired. I glanced at the wall. The sky "goose feather" not far from the ancient city covered with a layer of white gauze. The snow glided gracefully over the cause, but in order to block a huge pit on the city. "What is it?" I asked, pointing to the crater, "A shelling crater." I was baffled. The snow drifted into the future, but my thoughts went back to the past: shells, flying stones rained down on the walls, and boom! A black "giant eye" appeared on this giant of a wall. If the city wall is not holding on, perhaps a hundred years of casting prosperity will turn into a dead eternal night. The pit is like an eye that stares deep into the eyes of its enemies: the fire of the past, the superficial indifference of the present, and the cruel light of time in the future. It persists. For it is its vocation to stand firm, to resist all its enemies! It is beautiful.
The beauty of the wall lies in the duty of cohesion. The next day, I ascended to the city. The citadel was beautiful. The red pillars stood tall, and the eaves above them rose proudly. I casually slapped at the columns - there was no echo, just solidity. Touching it, there was no metallic coldness - it was actually wooden! Tilting my head, the huge arch is still using that "big head and light feet" body to fulfill the responsibility that has been fulfilled. This is given by man. I am no longer shocked, there is only admiration. The wood is rotten, the arch still use that posture to support the weight of a thousand pounds. If people had taken their responsibilities lightly, would the wall have been so magnificent? My eyes leapt over the top of the glazed tiles, gold like under the dome proudly glowing. I've seen Xuanhua's wall, earthen wall full of grass, no beauty, the wall cohesion of all the responsibility, when those nameless people assured of selfish nature, take up the responsibility, they have long since gone up in smoke. But the beauty of that responsibility will never, in the underworld, the city wall will remember each of them.
The beauty of the wall lies in the preservation of some simplicity within the wall. Night, lanterns red in the wind swaying, Ming and Qing Dynasty glazed tiles faintly glowing a little light. It is a reflection of the original generosity of Shanxi people. With a little light, red pants and green jacket women talking and laughing, selling "Shanxi knife-shaved noodles - the price is beautiful!" The city wall protects the people of the ancient city for how many years of bland and happy atmosphere of life, how many years of simple traditions. Let the city people feel a kind of return to the real beauty of the honesty, rustic feelings.
The wall ah! Your posture is so beautiful.
2. Excellent composition material: the most beautiful gesture
No flower's delicate charm, no tree's upright perseverance, but no matter how the years pass, your every figure, is the most beautiful gesture in my heart ......
Photographs of memories
Always like to be in the warmth of the Afternoon, alone, flip open the photo album, to find the past drops. In the dull old photo albums, you will always find the most beautiful gestures of your touching and deep.
Mother, look, do you remember this one? In the kitchen, you were skillfully handling your food, oil and salt. Looking at your busy figure, I can not help but use the camera to record your most beautiful posture. In fact, life is like this every day: a school will go home and shout "hungry", but also think that the dish this taste salty and that taste sweet people is me; and every day when you come home will ignore the day's busy, immediately in the kitchen to cook carefully people are you. You see, your eyes are full of devotion, your face smile emerges, your posture in this photo, just like you do the dishes in general, light into the flavor; but also like a delicate brushwork decorative drawings, a painting, beautiful ......
Mother, you see, you must still remember this one, right? In a quiet and tidy room, you are in tears. This one was actually taken by me secretly because I accidentally overheard the conversation between you and your father. Life is often staged in this form: once home will be outside all the anger on you, will be all the grievances poured out, in order to get your hundred sympathy is me; and outside the work, no matter what kind of misunderstanding and dissatisfaction encountered, but always come home to smile and not let us worry about the person, is always you. You see, your eyes are full of grievances, but there is a kind of dissatisfaction in the heart of all with the father to talk about the release and peace of mind. Mom, in the future, let me listen to you, don't worry about crying is not beautiful, your tears like rain is also the most beautiful gesture in my heart.
Mother, look, there are many, many more photos. This one, despite the day's labor, you are buried in cleaning the room; this one, you are helping me to prepare for tomorrow's trip to use things; and this one, you are helping Dad sewing trouser leg ...... these framed images, always in your most beautiful posture in front of my eyes.
Framed beauty
Mother, the last photo, I know you treasured a long, long time, the photo of a young, beautiful, well-built woman standing under the willow tree. You were so beautiful more than twenty years ago! You also had your own youthful years. Now you always sigh: no, old, people are getting fat, wrinkles also have ...... But I just want to tell you, no matter how things have changed, all the photos of you are the same, are framed in the most beautiful posture, and will always make me moved and proud ......< /p>
3.Excellent composition material for the midterm examination: the most beautiful gesture
"To sum up, this question is chosen A." "The answer is correct, not bad!" The teacher's voice of approval came from my ears, my hands clenched into fists finally stretched. Gently sat down, exhaled a long breath, and a faint joy surged to my heart. I finally showed my most beautiful posture.
Physics to the chapter of electricity I became a "difficult household". In class, I often listen to the cloud. The teacher poked the chalk on the blackboard sound: "Now you draw me a circuit diagram of it." I couldn't help but wipe away the cold sweat on my forehead. Loss, helplessness intertwined, originating from the heart of the disappointment and inferiority complex, hate to find a crack in the ground. So, I secretly vowed: I will fix electricity!
It's true. As soon as I got home, I dove headfirst into my room to study physics. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of it, but I'm going to be able to get out of it, and I'm going to be able to get out of it, and I'm going to be able to get out of it, and I'm going to be able to get out of it, and I'm going to be able to get out of it, and I'm going to be able to get out of it. Finally, in order to check whether they really mastered, they find the relevant practice questions.
But in the face of the test questions, my mind is still a blank, not the slightest clue, just a few minutes ago, the success suddenly flew away. I had to pick up the physics book again, the knowledge points involved in the question and the book one by one correspondence, so I spent a lot of time to understand the topic, and write a good step. Sometimes I will also be blocked, no clue, so I may and a problem on a whole evening study, really can not only go to ask classmates. So, on the one hand, the teacher and classmates of the point, on the other hand, I have my own hard work, I finally got on the electricity, no longer see the circuit diagram on the dizzy.
Yes, here, there has never been my position, but today, here, too, is my stage.
4. The excellent composition material: the most beautiful gesture
Push open the door of the heart that has been asleep for a long time, the years with a quiet posture flow through. I fled from the hustle and bustle and returned here - the most beautiful alley in my memory.
The dark green moss crawled all over the tiles, as if someone had spilled the paint and splashed out a natural ink painting. Early morning people have become my alarm clock, listening to bicycles rolling over the manhole cover, listening to vendors yelling, listening to the neighbors to meet from afar greetings, an alleyway has become a world, staged in the human world.
Since I can remember, the neighbor's alley often comes "Ta Ta" sound of fast board, that is a street sell wonton old man. His sideburns are white, his dark face seems to be permanently covered with a layer of gray, and his short but sturdy body rides an old tricycle carrying two large pots of fresh wontons, with hot air gushing out of the cracks in the lid. He stepped on the tricycle through the alley, leaving all the way to the dense heat and fresh aroma. People in the village said the old man is smart, know how to use the loud sound of the fast board to attract customers, and then simply called his wonton "Ta Ta". In all honesty, the old man's "ta-ta" flavor is not outstanding, and the Hong Kong-style wonton stores that have sprung up over the years are far superior to his, so compared to him, "ta-ta" can only barely be considered bland and uninteresting.
However, it is this ordinary bowl of wonton that has captured the taste buds of the entire village over the years. The old man rode a tricycle and traveled all over the village, seeing all the men, women, and children in the village, and spreading the loud "Ta Ta" sound all over the village. Whenever I heard the sound of "Ta Ta" from afar, my mother always urged me to take my lunch box and go downstairs to buy a bowl of steaming wonton noodles. The old man was in good health and rode his bicycle as fast as a young boy. I ran all the way, gasping for breath, to follow the sound of his fast board, and the old man slowed down and waited for me when he saw me from afar. He saw the child, he put a few more "ta-ta" in the bowl, smilingly amused the child. A bite of wonton, I wandered in the fresh flavor of shrimp, the restless heart also melted in the fragrant hot soup.
Ta-ta, ta-ta, the most beautiful sound but so ......
The old man in the golden years walked through the alleys, day after day, year after year, that pleasing sound of the rapid-fire board always appeared on time every evening. Mom said the old man has no children, only rely on a tricycle to live, but he did not complain, the car as his son, carrying "Ta Ta" walked all over the streets and alleys.
The most beautiful encounter in the most beautiful alleys, listening to the rhythmic rhythmic sound, the inner peace came. The world is too complicated, I will be the most beautiful moments framed, placed in the corner of the soul, occasionally remember, and then take out to savor, the most beautiful, but a bowl of "Ta Ta".
5. The best composition material in the Chinese language examination: the most beautiful gesture
Square dance is a dance that grandma, grandma and the next door grandma and aunties do after dinner every day. Especially after dinner, they will go to the park one after another, and the aunt who organizes this activity will place the stereo and other facilities on the ground early and wait for their arrival.
After all the aunts and grandmothers from our neighborhood arrived, the lead dancer would turn on the stereo and start the dance.
When a burst of beautiful music played, the elders will begin to twist their waist, take up the light dance steps, jump up, that posture, not to mention how beautiful.
One by one, the members will continue to join, the composition of the dance team will gradually spoiled up. Some pedestrians stopped in their tracks and stretched their necks to watch, while others imitated the dance and joined in. The scene became more and more spectacular - from dozens to hundreds of people, the dance team became bigger and bigger, the movements became more and more consistent, the pace became lighter and lighter, so regular, as if they were dancing in a competition, every move was so wonderful.
The audience is getting bigger and bigger, and when they get excited, that's when the dance reaches its climax. Look, one after another, they open their arms and spin around, and with the beautiful music and the unison of their steps, I think it's almost as good as the professional dancers.
At the end of the dance, my grandmother sat down next to me, and I hurriedly handed her a bottle of water. Grandma drank a mouthful of water and asked me: "What do you think of the performance just now"? I nodded and praised, "Grandma, you guys danced so well, like well-trained professional actors". Grandma heard this and said with a smile, "Dancing not only allows you to exercise, but it also increases your physical fitness, look, how great my body is now!"
The most beautiful scenery in my eyes is the beautiful dance of the grandmothers dancing in the square.