In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone has dealt with compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays according to different genres. So how is a general composition written? The following are the essays about Qu Yuan (selected 10) that I collected for everyone. You are welcome to learn from and refer to them. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
Qu Yuan’s Composition Chapter 1
Frustrated life, frustrated life. I have poured my blood into your poetry creation, and I will live with you. You, the lofty spirit, are the innovative poet of culture.
You are frustrated in life, but you have a passion for it. "Beauty" and "Vanilla" are the ultimate objects of your resentment. The situation where your ideal is difficult to realize has created your unique works. You have With the heroic spirit of "the road is long and long, I will search up and down", a new era of poetry was created because of you, clearly recalling your anxious and patriotic feelings. Yes, the country needs you and your scientific spirit of pursuing truth. The traces of history still clearly record your scientific spirit of daring to innovate. Your tall figure guides me to pursue my dreams in life. Qu Yuan, you are an example of people with lofty ideals.
You are a representative of noble national integrity, but you have been opposed and framed by the old aristocracy. However, no matter how strong the wind and rain are, it has never stopped your progress. The people's admiration for you and their love for you. You still have no regrets and have chosen your own life course. Qu Yuan, let us record your unique national spirit.
In the flowing years of history, your noble spirit and integrity will be recorded. It is you who transcended the Confucian principles of being wise and self-preserving and injecting a deep strength and softness into Chinese culture. It is you who cultivated the courage and confidence of Chinese people with lofty ideals to take the initiative to shoulder historical responsibilities.
Qu Yuan, let us remember your spirit of seeking and national spirit. You chose the path of experiencing wind and rain, which created your glorious life. Qu Yuan's Composition 2
"The whole world is turbid and I am alone pure; everyone is drunk and I am alone sober." In "The Fisherman", Qu Yuan explained to the fisherman and us the reasons for his ruthless exile. . At this time, he had been homeless for a long time and was in dire straits physically and mentally, but he still proudly talked about his "clarity" and "awakening".
Don’t he still understand that it was his own “sobriety” that pushed him to the edge of collapse? Of course he knows! Faced with the fisherman's good accusation, he once again shouted passionately and indignantly: Is it possible for someone to be able to observe the body and receive the Wenwen of things? Is it possible to use Hao Hao's whiteness to deprive the world of warmth? In fact, this is him admonishing himself who is exhausted and encouraging himself who is on the verge of collapse by adhering to his ideals!
This can’t help but move people! Qu Yuan spent his whole life fighting for the ideal of "beautiful government". Even if he was ostracized, demoted and exiled, even if he was frustrated throughout his life, he would not change his original intention.
Perhaps some people, like the "Fisherman", think that it is not worthwhile for him to do so. However, what would the world be like if everyone gave up their ideals just to live a happy life?
There will be no "Historical Records" in this world - if Sima Qian had not adhered to his ideals, the humiliation of his punishment would have swallowed him up long ago; there will be no "Six Gentlemen of 1898" in this world - if Tan Sitong If they had not adhered to their ideals, they would not have shed blood; there would have been no "Heliocentric Theory" in this world - if Copernicus was frightened by the church and gave up his ideals, he would not have been buried in a sea of ??fire!
But none of these assumptions are true! Because none of them gave up their ideals, and all of them moved forward angrily for their ideals, achieved human nirvana, wrote the glorious and glorious history of mankind, and promoted the process of human civilization. Sticking to their ideals is a kind of happiness for themselves, and it is an outstanding achievement for the entire human race!
So, "fishermen", please stop sticking to your ideals for Qu Yuan. On the contrary, we should all overcome obstacles and move forward courageously for our ideals! Our difficulties and setbacks are nothing compared to those of great men; they could still devote their lives to their ideals, so what reason do we have to give up our ideals because of setbacks and hardships?
Having ideals in mind. Let us once again pay homage to Qu Yuan who recited "The Fisherman", and let the profound classical implications deepen our ideals... Qu Yuan's Composition 3
You fly out of anger, and your spirit flies into Hunan water.
Your soul drifts along with your beliefs, letting people see your justice and integrity, your beauty and heroism.
That day, May 5th, you stood by the river, your resolute face full of fearlessness, the strong wind blew away your three thousand sorrows, and your flying clothes were like a tough and unyielding face. Pulled flag. The black river water rolls arrogantly under your feet, and you tighten your grip on the bronze sword in your hand, with thousands of emotions surging in your chest.
Once upon a time, in a poem, you took the wind, rain, snow, electricity, clouds, and moon as your attendants, let the phoenix and dragon pull the cart for you, and galloped freely in the space, pursuing your own dreams. ideal. But now that things have changed and all dreams have been shattered, where is the best position for me? Maybe I shouldn't have stepped out of my thatched cottage; maybe a calm and stable life is what suits me best, and I should stay in a position that suits me, create essence for people and history, and propagate culture.
The shouts of the traitors came from far away, and it was time to make a choice. A river of black water reflects the emptiness and fulfillment, filth and splendor of the last moments of life. Your mind is fixed: If truth and belief require bloodshed and sacrifice, then I am willing to sacrifice my life; in fact, life is a gorgeous robe, but it is covered with lice. Therefore, you present yourself to the world as an embodiment of nobility: no matter what situation you encounter, justice and integrity are the most sacred and the most worthy of upholding.
When the shouts of the traitor soldiers are approaching, you look back for the last time at the mountains and rivers under the ruins of the country, and then shout: "Grow your breath to cover your tears, and mourn the hardships of the people's livelihood!" Jump in In the river that is angry for you, in an instant, the black water of the river is clear and clear...
The Xiangshui is long, countless water ghosts, how can the nymphomas that have been entangled with injustice be washed clean, the water of thousands of years You are the ghost of the river. It is not the Xiang River that purifies you, but you that purify the Xiang River. You jumped up, all the waves splashed, and the fragrance of Tingzhi Puran lasted until now.
I think you were originally a fish, a kun with a broad mind and boundless ambitions. Later, you turned into a roc. Your mind, ambitions and ideals are still boundless. And now you are back in the water, back to the position that originally belonged to you, becoming the true god of the clear sky and clear sky on the spiritual platform, silently guiding people in the direction of progress, and establishing noble beliefs for people.
So in later generations, where there is water, there will be people who are homesick, and where there is a shore, there will be chaos. You will live in the songs, the wind, and the water - dreaming happily. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 4
Open the scroll with the scent of ink, look at it quietly, and think about it carefully, it seems that you have passed through 2000 years of sunshine, and you are in the sunshine.
You attack Baiyi, with some black hair hanging on your chest, and you seem to be pleading endlessly. You raised your eyes and still looked at the clear sky. Your pure pupils couldn't bear too much sadness and had to turn into two lines of tears. (on the other hand).
They don’t understand why you are so persistent and why you don’t want to contaminate the wine. Then you say: "The world is turbid, but I am alone in being clear. People are drunk, and I am alone in being awake." You can only sigh. (William Shakespeare, Hamlet, original text) I think at that moment, you will go to church, your high king, why don't you listen to you? You should be high-spirited and provide guidance, but you are not the third base doctor.
Holding a piece of cold stone, you resolutely walked towards the Gila River. They say you are extreme, they say you passively avoid the world, they say you are narrow-minded. They don't understand, they don't understand, you can't just turn the house into a wasteland, you can't just see the traces of failure, you can't just move towards the destiny.
Then why not go with the flow?
I seem to see you looking at me with pitiful eyes, yes, how can you let the prisoner know. It’s not that you don’t know how to survive in that official position, you just don’t want to see that fate dry up.
The almost crazy disguise just cannot bear to look at the world soberly.
You smile and sink into Jira willingly. I can no longer distinguish your tears because I love you too deeply. You know, you have so many choices back: either become a hermit or travel the country and no one wants you dead. (William Shakespeare, Hamlet, hopefully) But what do you do?
You sigh, you hate it, you cry. Lamenting that they are unwilling to hold up their spines, hating that they have no power to save themselves, the days of whimpering for the country can already wait.
(William Shakespeare, Hamlet, I hope so) Autumn, your autumn alone has been full of wind and rain. It seemed like a mere push would have reduced it to rubble.
Sleep so deeply, Qu Yuan. After all the vicissitudes of life, you have gained eternity. History will always remember you. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 5
I am a gust of wind.
White birds are fluttering, green water is surging, and some butterflies are flying around the tender yellow flowers. I came with the joy and laughter of the farmers. Qu Yuan was reused by King Huai of Chu to implement reforms, and the miserable days of the people will no longer exist. The man in the distance was full of righteousness and his eyes were as bright as stars. He brushed his sleeve playfully, but didn't move at all. "When I ride on a horse to gallop, I ask my guide to lead the way. When the opportunity comes to display my ambition, I will stick to myself and be as immovable as a mountain." I took this sentence with me.
I am a gust of wind.
The grass is sparse, the water is wet, and the palaces and palaces have turned into dirt. I came with cries and howls. King Huai is dead, King Qingxiang is in power, and Qu Yuan has left the court. Instead of seeing a peaceful and prosperous Chu State, I only saw the corpses of the people of Chu State fighting each other, and the wild dogs with red eyes tearing apart people in someone's spring boudoir dream. The gloomy future of Chu State has become clear. The man approached with tragic steps, looking haggard and withered. My Miluo River is full of undercurrents and the birds are mourning. "The whole world is turbid but I am alone clear, everyone is drunk but I am alone awake." "Would it be better to go to the constant stream and be buried in the belly of a river fish, or to be able to be bright and white and be covered in the warmth of the world?" I walked through the splashing water. The rising river water made me remember this passage.
I am a gust of wind.
The sky is high and the clouds are clear, the country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at that time. I come with a patriotic feeling. Yue Fei, the anti-golden hero who "had great ambitions and ate the flesh of captives while laughing and drinking the blood of the Huns"; Wen Tianxiang, the patriotic poet who "has never died since ancient times, leaving his loyal heart to illuminate history"; Jing Ke, the official of Yan State who "returned". It seems that the charm of this feeling can never be explained in words. We only know that it has some infinite thoughts, which can make a nation rise from the ground and make many great men come into being at any time. "Reading for the rise of China" I raised this sentence.
I am a gust of wind.
The wind and smoke are all clear, the sand is clear and white, and I am amazed by the dragon boat flying across it. I came here with the fragrance of everyone’s rice dumplings. The long river of history meanders forward, and the clarified thoughts rise. A song of "Li Sao", a song of "Heavenly Questions", a song of "Nine Songs", the thoughts are arranged and woven unconsciously, and fall on the yellowed album. The patriotic poet sleeping in the Miluo River is destined to live forever. "Some people die, but they live forever." I understand this sentence.
I am a gust of wind, respectful, quiet, pure and competitive, crossing the long river that has flowed for thousands of years, feeling the scorching splendor of history, and also realizing Qu Yuan’s crystal-like clarity. When the figure fell, I was inspired. The thoughts and emotions that lingered on me made me understand the length of time, and also interpreted this sentence: This is the most vast longing, and the promise is engraved with the name. Here, there, we have the same thought; this is the most splendid writing, using years to write the spring and autumn scrolls. The wind and clouds are used as inkstones, one stroke at a time.
Time reads, heaven and earth are mirrored, Buddha said: One thought can last a thousand years. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 6
How have you been safe and sound for thousands of years?
Every time I come to read a masterpiece, or stand at my desk, or watch a dragon boat race, or throw rice dumplings into the belly of a fish, I am filled with emotion. After thinking about it again and again, I can't help but regret your ending or "end". With your literary and military skills, how many people in the next generation will be able to rival you? Why risk your life for a mere king of Chu?
I think the old man is too stubborn. "If you don't follow the Tao, you will ride on a raft and float in the sea." If Confucius left a backup plan, why should you hang yourself from a tree? Why give up an entire forest for a tree? If you don’t want to travel across the ocean to eat exotic meat, there are still several options to choose from.
One saying: Abandon officialdom and follow civil service. Your "Li Sao", "Heaven's Questions", and "Ode to Orange" are famous all over the world, and you use them to attract people. Which literati would dare not to follow your lead? If you set up a cram school, not to mention a dozen strips of dried meat, it would cost hundreds or thousands of yuan. With your prestige, who wouldn't be happy? When the time comes, if the disciples publish articles and create some hype, won’t you gain both fame and fortune? Happy! Happy! Have you ever heard Wang Xuan, the Founder of Peking University, say: "In recent years, I have not achieved much, but every year I get another title, the third grade of 'Academician.'" This is the first option.
Second: Half official and half hidden. If you don't care about your official position, you might as well get a public title in the government, receive a salary, and "pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains." Get three wives and four concubines, and the house will be full of children and grandchildren. "Father" this way, "Master" that way, for sons, grandsons, money, cars, roads, how can you have the leisure to "search high and low"? This is option two.
The third one is: Use "oil" to moisten the official. If you are determined to become an official, you must add some "oil" and have certain taboos. The truth, the truth, and the truth should never be spoken. If the smoke of war breaks out, you have to sing "Fire will bring good luck"; if you draft a document, you have to sing praises of virtue. For the lord's concubines, whoever is favored should be dedicated to flattering them. You know, crony wind and pillow wind are stronger than those Category 12 typhoons. Don’t you see, isn’t Zhu Shijian of the Hongta Group just acting on his wife’s orders? If it really doesn't work, I have to swallow my conscience temporarily, bear the pain and give up my love, and give Chanjuan as a respectful gift in order to win "the emperor's great favor". With the exquisiteness of your writing and the astuteness of your presentation, you will surely win appreciation. What about the likes of Jin Shang, Ling Yi Zilan, and Sima Zijiao? But "in the midst of talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes". This is option three.
Seniors can choose any one of the above three strategies. Nowadays, ideas are changing rapidly, so you must not stick to one goal; besides, once your majestic body is lost in the running water, how pitiful will all living beings be!
A mere brat, disturbing seniors, makes me extremely frightened. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 7
On the banks of the Miluo River, who is chanting in a low voice, "The whole world is turbid but I am alone clear, everyone is drunk but I am alone awake"; outside the city of Chu State, who is chanting in a full voice? Passion, "There is still something good in my heart, and even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets!"
I met you by the Miluo River, wandering alone by the Miluo River, and you recited "Ode to Orange" from the bottom of your heart , full of enthusiasm. I stood quietly and looked at you. When I heard the forgetfulness, I couldn't help but hum along with you, and my thoughts could not help but drift to thousands of years ago. Scenes from thousands of years ago are unfolding before your eyes. Looking at the ups and downs of your life, the emotions in your heart cannot be restrained and burst out.
Qu Yuan, it’s not worth it for me to do it for you. What's not worth it is that although you are full of ambitions to serve the country and full of literary talents, you are framed by treacherous ministers and are not reused. Since then a star has fallen. When you were framed by the traitor, you naively thought that the King of Chu would believe in your character and your proud character! How can the world be so cold! The king you wanted to love with all your heart actually forced you to die under the temptation of profit. Look! This is your king, this is your belief, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that! Before you died, you still believed in King Chu's love for you, and at the moment you threw yourself into the river, you were still loyal to King Chu. Do you know the cruelty under that disguise?
I really want to hold a glass of water and wipe your eyes clean so that you can see the world clearly! But I can't, just because I don't want to. I can't bear to see the loneliness in your eyes, and I can't bear to let you bear the pain of losing your country and your family alone.
While I feel sorry for you, I also feel sorry for you. I still don't understand why you, with your eternal majesty, only want to succumb to the Chu State that doesn't value you, and why you don't find another way to show your talents. Now, I understand you and the love in your heart! That deep feeling! That reluctance!
Chu State - the place where you were born and raised. There are relatives you miss, confidants you can talk about life with, and people you are willing to devote your life to protecting. Your roots are buried deep here, and your majesty will last forever! Without the words of traitorous ministers, perhaps you have made great contributions to your people now, and perhaps there would be no tragedy for you in this world.
The rolling water of Miluo River has passed away, taking away your proud spirit, but it cannot take away your majestic spirit. On the vast earth, your passionate eulogies are recited in the world, and your generous tragic songs are sung in the world. If time could come back, I would only live with you for the rest of my life, not as a relative, not as a monarch or minister, but only for the sake of friendship, and as a confidant for the rest of my life.
It’s you, Qu Yuan. These two words seem to be etched in my mind. I chant your name repeatedly, "Qu Yuan, Qu Yuan..." The emotions between the words can no longer be expressed in words, and the surge in my heart rises and falls like the tide! If there is a next life, I will definitely stay with you, drink a pot of sake, and talk about the world. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 8
Above the vast Miluo, there are vast mist, water droplets are floating, trees are flickering, and your back seems like just yesterday. You were born into a famous family in Chu State.
You are born to be pampered and loved by others, and you should have an air of arrogance.
But you didn’t. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period when the Seven Kingdoms were divided, a loud, earth-shattering cry shook the entire Chu Dynasty. That was you. You are born with a good, noble bloodline and a beautiful name. A person with extraordinary talents is a bright pearl of Chu State, and he is extremely enviable when he has all the time. Although you have been demoted again for your integrity, your white robes are flying in the strong wind, and your long black beard is flying in the storm. At this time, the sparks of your thoughts are flying in your mind, and the flames of anger are in you. pierced through the body. You turned anger and grief into miracles, and wrote many great poems that have passed through the past and present, such as "Li Sao", "Heavenly Questions", "Nine Chapters"...
You have outstanding talents. , but it is useless. You have lofty ambitions and noble minds, but because of the unfavorable location and the disharmony between people, you can only die to clarify your ambition. In your body, it confirms the tragedy of the poet and hero. He lives a lonely life, has no close friends and villains to plot against him, the emperor does not accept him, intrigues and intrigues, and endless wars. You despise dignitaries and corrupt officials, and have made many enemies for yourself. Maybe you don't know that since ancient times, loyal ministers have always been killed or injured, and they have always received no benefits. Maybe you know. But your upright, unwilling to mince words, and clean-minded nature is destined to become a stumbling block in your life. You are an idealist. You have drawn a blueprint for the motherland and are waiting to implement it. But, your dreams are beautiful. But it was a dream after all. It is nihilistic and ethereal. This dream has been torn to pieces and killed by the cruel reality in the cradle. You did not settle for the status quo and chose a tortuous political path. You did not abandon Chu and surrender to Qin. You fought and defended the land you loved for the rest of your life without hesitation. in your heart. "Life is precious and the price of the country is higher." After you heard that Yingdu was conquered, you said goodbye to this world without any regrets. The anger, sadness, and pain formed a huge flame to engulf your heart.
"The great river goes eastward, and the waves sweep away all the romantic figures of the ages." Your back is covered by the waves, getting further and further away. There are only dead trees and dead flowers. Qu Yuan's Composition Chapter 9
Thousands of years ago, the great poet Qu Yuan threw himself into the river. He lamented, "Everyone is drunk, but I am alone awake." Today, thousands of years later, Qu Yuan reincarnated and became an immortal. On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Qu Yuan was extremely happy. He wanted to go to the human world to see how lively it was today. So he - descended to the mortal world.
Qu Yuan was walking on a street. Although there were many people, there seemed to be no commemorative activities. There were few rice dumpling sellers on the street. He finally saw one, but it was deserted and no one cared about it. . Qu Yuan frowned when he thought of the expected scene. He walked into a room and found that people were busy doing their own thing, as if no one knew that today was the Dragon Boat Festival. When Qu Yuan walked to the sixth room, he found an old couple making rice dumplings, and his grandson was taking his parents to eat at McDonald's. "Alas!" Qu Yuan sighed and came to the riverside. There was nothing on the empty river, not to mention dragon boats. Qu Yuan looked at the river, remembering the heated scenes of people racing dragon boats a few years ago, and his brows frowned even more.
(Six months later) Qu Yuan came to the world again. When he came to the street again, he was shocked. People were coming and going on the street. People no longer had the same faces as before. There were smiles, laughter, and excitement. Qu Yuan walked into a store, where all kinds of exquisite gifts were hung on small trees, and people were buying gifts there. Qu Yuan became more and more curious, so he transformed into an old man. He patted a young man who was buying gifts and asked, "What day is it today? It's so lively!" The man stared at Qu Yuan for a long time and said, "You didn't "Sick! You have forgotten what day it is today, you are so confused." After saying that, he dived into the crowd to buy gifts. Qu Yuan walked out of the store, cast a spell, and "passed" into a house. He saw people eating and drinking together, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively. Qu Yuan took a closer look and saw that what they were eating was not exactly the kind of Western food. Something? Qu Yuan was puzzled when suddenly he heard the words "Celebrate Christmas" on the TV next to him. "Christmas? Whose holiday is this celebrating?" Qu Yuan returned to heaven with doubts in his mind.
Qu Yuan arrived at the Tiangong and found that the hall was decorated with lanterns and colorfully decorated, and it was very lively. Qu Yuan quickly counted with his fingers to find out which immortal's festival it was today.
"Strange, no! Is it from some little gods? No way! I didn't celebrate my festival last time." Qu Yuan was even more confused. He quickly walked into the main hall and found a "foreigner" giving gifts to the Jade Emperor and his wife. The gods sent gifts, and the "foreigner" saw Qu Yuan and also gave him a gift. Qu Yuan was full of questions and no one could answer them, so he asked them all. The foreigner laughed and said, "Oh, today is my birthday. Let's celebrate." "My name is Jesus." Qu Yuan was stunned. , when he came to his senses, that Jesus had already gone to chat with the Jade Emperor. After Qu Yuan inquired around, he found out that he was a god in Western countries. He looked at the bustling heaven and earth, and remembered the neglect he had received that day. He hummed, threw down the gift, sighed and said, "I am alone in the turmoil of the world! Alas!" Qu Yuan's Composition 10
Qu Yuan, listen well, the person I want to thank is you.
Fulfill your mission and pursue it for life. For the dignity of these characters, you are willing to jump into the Miluo River. God has given you this poetic river, and it has also given you the hearts of the people of Chu State. Left to you. What made you, the indomitable envoy, give up your life? Oh, I understand, that is dignity, the dignity of life, the dignity of Shangguan and the common people. You describe your heart as a compass, never giving up until you reach the south. Is this something you will pursue throughout your life? But what is this? It is a loyal heart. Ah, yes, because of your dignity and loyal heart. It moved God, moved the people of Chu State, and also moved me. Although he was exiled, he still persevered. The body pressed by the stone is a spirit, an immortal spirit!
I knew Qu Yuan when I was very young. At that time, I just regretted his death by throwing himself into the river; now, I understand that the essence of life-dignity, dying for dignity. , this is a feat, because in the Japanese war of resistance, some people also lost their dignity. Qu Yuan, he is worthy of being a national hero, and every bit of dignity has increased in weight because of his passing. When I was growing up, I often thought about whether there were other ways to preserve my life and dignity at that time, but I didn't find any. Yes, Qu Yuan interpreted this dignity with his life. He was the first person who made me realize what dignity is.
In life, I may not bow my head for the sake of my personal dignity, and I may also argue with others for the sake of my own dignity. Dignity, what exactly is it? My understanding is: Dignity means not bowing in the face of justice, calmness in the face of ups and downs, and persistence in the wind and rain.
Qu Yuan, I don’t know whether I am not mature enough or have not thought thoroughly about your deep spirit. I have not yet fully understood it. Perhaps when I understand it correctly, I will sigh again with your spirit. .
You made me understand what dignity is and how to maintain it. I am very grateful to you. Worthy of being a Chinese hero, you have interpreted perfect dignity with your life, completed your arduous mission with your perseverance, and created a beautiful spirit with your faith.
I am very grateful to him - Qu Yuan.