The feeling of summer
Liang Heng
What fills the whole summer is a tense, warm and urgent melody. Just like a pot of cold water on the stove gradually bubbling, steaming and finally boiling, the thin grass on the hillside gradually grew into a dense thick hair, and the light green smoke on the forest belt also condensed into a long dark-colored wall. wall. The fluttering bees and butterflies are no longer seen, but in their place are annoying cicadas. There was a long cry among the hidden leaves. The fiery red sun bakes the golden earth, the wheat waves roll, hitting the mountains in the distance, and the clouds in the sky hit the cars on the road, like the waves surging against the ships. Gold dominates everything in the world, and the hot wind floats across the fields, blowing the fragrance of ripe wheat. After half a year of accumulation, the beautiful spirit of spring has now become a majestic force, rolling over the fields and rising between heaven and earth. Summer is here. The color of summer is golden. From a painting point of view, this probably makes sense. The color of spring is cool green, like blue waves, like young bamboo, full of hope; the color of autumn is hot red, like the setting sun, like red leaves, marking the ultimate of things. Summer is the time between spring and autumn. Naturally, the harvest of neutral yellow dates has been completed but the hope has not yet been completed. It is a peak season of inheriting the past and linking up with the future, and the transition of life. Look, the wheat has just been harvested! In the field, the cotton seedlings with seven or eight green leaves, the sorghum and corn holding their trumpets in the sky, and the crawling melon vines on the ground, are all bursting with vitality. At this time, they are no longer growing slowly in the gentle spring rain; instead, they are vigorously transpiring by the sweltering heat of summer, making their final sprint towards autumn’s finish line.
[Appreciation] This article has only a few hundred words, but it can be called a rare masterpiece in contemporary prose. The article starts with three metaphors: "a pot of cold water", "thick hair" and "a long dark wall" may seem clumsy, but they accurately reproduce "the whole summer", "thin grass" and "light" from a sensory and visual perspective. The characteristics of "green smoke" outline the macroscopic view of summer scenery. And the sentence "The annoying cicada, hiding among the leaves and chirping loudly" is like the off-screen music of the above-mentioned set of shots. The "annoyance" here shows the heat of summer, but it is never dull; the long and long chirping sounds overflowing from the trees reflect the brightness of the summer scenery, setting off an atmosphere of "the cicadas are noisy and the forest is quiet", and also make it more It shows the fullness and thickness of the summer earth. Therefore, in the complementarity of sound and color, the blending of reality and fiction, the author has set a high-spirited and positive theme for the full text.
2 Summer Solstice Weishan Lake
Li Sheng
The jumping water of Weishan Lake chases the waves, and occasionally there are villages lifted by the water on the endless lake. , under the shade of willows, there is a green brick house, and fishing nets several miles long can be faintly seen deep in the white clouds.
Take a small boat and sail towards the center of the lake, and you will see the lake reeds waving to you. Groups of cattle and sheep swing out from the lake reeds, lowering their heads to feed. The hard-working farmers begin their busy day. Our small boat sailed on the vast lake with the wind. Flocks of ducks and geese rushed out of their nests at the old man's shouts. They screamed happily and jumped into the water one after another, their wings flapping the water. The leisurely fishermen were barefoot talking under the shade of the trees at the head of the village. The beautiful village girls in white and red skirts were rubbing and washing clothes on the stone platform. When they saw the guests coming from afar, they all raised their heads and looked at each other. If you talk to the hospitable fishermen, they will enthusiastically serve as your tour guide; if you talk to the girls, they will joke with you cheerfully. If you look around again, you will find that the green lotus leaves are mixed with dots of red light, and there are clusters of snowballs appearing in dozens or hundreds of acres in rows. The old lotus with round eyes shook his head, and the fisherman would smile and say: "The half-closed lotus pods are the best fruit to eat raw." The boat happily passed through the chicken bean pond, crossed the water chestnut pond, and rowed Toward the empty water. The long fishing net was no longer in sight. A small boat, driven by a village girl, emerged from the lotus pond and sailed to the net. The village girl slapped the water with the paddle in her hand and shouted, looking funny. The fisherman said that she met a big fish and was chasing it into the net. The green mountains in the distance are closer, and there are layers of woods and fruit trees all over the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, people come and go on the spacious asphalt road, and at the wide pier, rows of boats are waiting.
The setting sun is like a naked child, running into the foot of the mountain in the west. The village in the distance is surrounded by a layer of mist, gradually blurring.
The old man who was wading through the meander of the river chattered and called it a day. Our boat flowed away in the mist. Behind us, the green mountains, the small trees, the near water... presented a golden world. (Excerpted from "People's Daily")
[Appreciation] The article describes the scenery and atmosphere of the water town in summer. With the lake as the center and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of the lakes and mountains. The cattle, sheep, ducks and geese are all in the painting. A picture of the harmonious coexistence of man and nature is vividly presented to us under the author's wonderful brushwork! In the author's writing, all living and inanimate things have human emotions, such as "the jumping mountains and lakes chasing the waves", "the lake reeds waving to you", "the old lotus and the round-eyed old lotus" "People shake their heads" and so on, making the tone of the picture brighter. In addition, the wording in the article seems to be picked at hand, but it is extremely accurate and expressive, such as "tuo" in "occasionally there are villages lifted out by the water on the lake", and "swaying" in "groups of cattle and sheep swayed out" .
3 Bitter Summer
Feng Jicai
On this day, he finally put down his fan. The dry and refreshing wind from the sky suddenly blew up my clothes and penetrated through the cuffs and trouser legs, making my whole body slippery. I looked at the scenery that was still dazzling under the sun in amazement, wondering where the extremely hot summer a few days ago had suddenly gone.
The four seasons are the greatest beats from the universe. In every beat, the landscape of the earth changes and renews completely. The four seasons also endow the earth with poetry, so the Chinese people, who are extremely perceptive, have established the rules in quatrains: starting, continuing, turning, and combining. These four words are exactly the essence of the four seasons. The beginning is like spring, the continuation is like summer, the transformation is like autumn, and the closing is like winter. Taken together, isn’t it a complete cycle of life on earth? For this reason, all life in the world follows this rhythm according to law, whether it is the prosperity and decline of flowers and insects, or the long life of a hundred years. However, among the four seasons of life, isn’t the most magnificent and passionate one the long summer?
Women’s childhood memories are scattered throughout the four seasons, while men’s childhood memories are mostly in summer. This is due to the fact that our childhood companions were always various insects. Dragonflies, beetles, grasshoppers, mantises, butterflies, cicadas, ants, earthworms, in addition to frogs and fish. They are all the protagonists of summer life; each insect brings us endless happiness. Even the most vividly remembered details from my family and friends involve insects. For example, my sister makes a particularly terrifying scream when she sees a gecko, or the boy with slanted eyes next door specializes in killing dragonflies. For example, the most beautiful girl in the class had a flower-shaped hairpin on her head, which always attracted butterflies to land on it; another example was that my father was sleeping on the floor covered with a mat, and when he turned over at night, he crushed a scorpion to death. This incredible thing made me feel that my father was extremely powerful. Later, my father was beaten, punished, and wrote an examination; I comforted and forgave him, fearing that he would commit suicide, and wrote an examination for him—that was one of the first contents of my writing. At this time, my father's sense of power no longer existed. Everything in life, including the thought of summer, has changed.
In my happy childhood, I didn’t feel the unbearable and unbearable steamer-like summer at all. Only in the difficult life that follows, I can appreciate the taste of bitter summer. Happiness shortens time, and suffering lengthens years, just like this long and seemingly endless bitter summer. But I still don’t like to talk about my past pains and hardships. On the contrary, I realized the weight of the word "bitter" from it. Bitterness is the honey in life. All the gains in life are buried under this heavy word of suffering. However, under half of the word "ku" there is nothing. You have exhausted all your efforts, but what you finally achieved is far from what you originally wanted. What do you think?
So I understood this bitter summer - it is not the torture of the endless heat, but the silent and persevering struggle itself against the poisonous sun. The power of life is all given by the opponent, that is to absorb the opponent's pressure into one's own bones. The most important thing about the strength of a strong person is endurance. Only when you endure incredible hardships will you feel that you are a strong person. Perhaps for this reason, most of my writing is in the summer. Don’t many writers, including Pushkin, blossom and bear fruit in the cheerful and pleasant autumn? But every time I enter the hot summer, my writing power becomes even more powerful.
I think it must be those heavy summers of life that forged my abnormal character and habits. I’m all too familiar with that wonderful feeling of having your sweaty arms stuck to the glass of your desk after writing for a long time.
In Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons", I often only listen to the "Summer" chapter. It excites me more than the fluffy hair of spring, the splendor of autumn, and the tranquility of winter. A friend said that the chapter "Summer" is extremely gorgeous and beautiful. I said that what I felt from it was the bitterness and hardship of summer, and even a little tragic. Friends said that I have put too many of my own stories into this musical situation. I nodded and told him about my musical experience. The highest realm of music transcends hearing; it is not only given to you, but also given to it by you.
Every summer, I experience the meaning of summer like this, which makes me burst with passion and feel high. With one hand holding on to the scorching heat, I wrote many words with the other.
This year I also discovered that the late summer was not blown away by the autumn wind, let alone blown away by our fans -
Summer was melted away by itself. Because, the last moment of summer is always the peak of its scorching heat. I understood that it only showed Xia's boundless power by exhausting everything it had. The joy of life is the fullest expression of energy. But who can use a burning form to create this brilliant peak like fire?
So, I am full of summer worship! I want to cross the vast autumn in front of me, the long winter and the distant spring to meet you again. I want to cross the vast autumn in front of me, the long winter and the distant spring to meet you again. My spirit The supreme realm - Bitter Summer!
[Appreciation] This prose uses "bitter" to summarize the taste of "summer", which is indeed appropriate, but if it only stays at the level of "bitter", it would be unremarkable. Although the author of this article writes about the pain of summer, he writes more about the joys of summer. These joys even include horrific "incidents" such as "my father slept on the floor covered with a mat, rolled over at night and crushed a scorpion to death." Obviously, this kind of happiness is short-lived. The author has experienced countless hardships in life in the following years, and that is the real "bitter summer". However, the author finally realized that it was such "bitter summer" that forged himself. The hardness and toughness of life. Read sentences like "Among the four seasons of life, isn't the most magnificent and warmest one the long summer?" You will definitely have a deeper understanding of life.
4 Keep a peaceful heart
Life is an endless sea, and people are like small boats on the sea. The sea is never calm, so people always have happiness and sorrow. When nameless troubles hit, frustration and hesitation burn every nerve. But, friends, don’t forget to keep a peaceful heart, and there will be no more pain.
In front of everyone, there is a road leading to the distance, rugged but full of hope. Not everyone can go far, because there are always people who are exhausted and give up halfway because they did not empty the sand from their shoes. Therefore, it is not happiness and pain themselves that dominate people's feelings, but their mood.
When troubles in life strike, please put down your load, look up at the bright, blue sky, and let the gentle blue shine into your heart. Just like when you were tired from playing in childhood, you would find a piece of green soft grass to lie down, let the sun dance on your face, and let the breeze blow through your unwrinkled heart.
When surrounded by layers of frustration, please open the windows, let the refreshing fresh air come in, and find a trace of tranquility in the fragrant and sweet earthy smell, just like when you were a child, picking up the thin whiskers of a dandelion, Puff up your cheeks and blow open one small umbrella after another, close your eyes with surprise, and make a wish. As a result, I felt more comfort and joy in my heart.
When helpless melancholy comes, please keep your eyes open, watch the sunset and listen to the chirping of insects and birds. It's like listening to the chirping of crickets in the small courtyard when I was a child, and looking up to count the twinkling stars in the sky. As a result, all the annoying noise gradually fades away, and what you have is a peaceful heart.
Keep a peaceful heart, and you will sincerely sigh: Even if I am not happy enough, I should not frown deeply. Life is short, why should I cultivate bitterness?
Keep a peaceful heart, and you will understand that broadness can dilute sorrow, and tranquility can dispel confusion.
Yes, no one knows how far the distance is, but if you open the window of your soul and let the happy sunshine and moonlight pour in, your peaceful heart will have a song of happiness that will never go out.
Keep a peaceful heart, and you can continue to transcend and challenge yourself. Even if the distance is forever, something will be born - a miracle. Excerpted from "Youth Digest"
Appreciation:
The world is flashy and people's hearts are impetuous. Many people are running around like headless flies in this material world, and it is difficult to maintain a peaceful mind. heart. Because the human heart is hard to be at peace, there are more worries and less happiness; there are more partners but fewer friends; there are more people sitting alone under the lamp, but there are fewer people strolling in the garden; there are more people who are depressed and decadent, but there are fewer proactive people..." "Be indifferent to clarify your ambitions, and be tranquil and far-reaching." What a "tranquil and far-reaching". Yes, only with tranquility can we have an open mind, the courage to challenge, and the possibility of reaching the pinnacle of success. Let your heart be peaceful, and you will become more beautiful and connotative, you will become more mature and stable, and you will shake hands with happiness and success. If you keep a peaceful heart, you will keep the whole world. I don't know whether to feel sympathy for you or to be happy for you.
As you said, your dignity has been mercilessly trampled under her feet. Being a man is so difficult and tiring! It's harder and more tiring to be a man who loves her but she doesn't love you! I used to think that my relationship with her was very sad, how could I imagine how cruel your relationship is. Your strength and persistence touched me and I admire you! In the world of love, I am not as good as you. For someone like you who dares to love and hate, God should at least have mercy on you. But I didn’t want to, but I hurt you even more...
I was conquered by her like this. , drink her poison. Your plot has ended, your love has been buried...
If you should give up, give up. I have thought about persisting before, but the reality is cruel. We cannot always be losers, we must learn to be worthy of ourselves!
She is not worthy, and you are not worthy of sacrifice
The emotions expressed in this work are very accurate, and there are many good words and sentences in it. It reads catchy
The language is playful and lively.
Stream water
The transparent stream water is as clear as mother’s eyes.
In spring, your eyes are full of beauty;
In summer, your eyes are full of deep green;
In autumn, your eyes are full of green Chengbi;
In winter, you are tired - you close your eyes and stop singing.
You take in the clouds in the blue sky, the sunset in the dusk, and the stars in the night sky; you also leave behind my childhood figure.
Ha! The rustling sugar cane forest beside the stream and the sweet wind once blew my childhood dreams! I lie next to you and feel the happiness of leaning on my mother's chest...
You are an ancient song in our lives——
You see the man riding the donkey The wedding team came, and a few suonas played sad music;
You saw a few strong men coming, carrying a heavy wooden coffin, and sending the old man up the hillside;
You also heard: the wheelbarrow at the foot of the mountain, with a squeaking sound, groaned through the poor land...
Without you, who would have left us with the natural colors;
Who recorded for us the sorrow and joy of the mountain people?
Transparent stream, you gave me a pair of eyes that can distinguish colors.
When I am by your side and find myself becoming a teenager, I have to travel far away.
You are like the mother who raised me, send me out of the mountain!
My feelings:
At the beginning of the article, the stream is regarded as "mother's eyes", and then it is written about the colors revealed in the "eyes" of spring, summer, autumn and winter. This is both a reference to the stream and The song is also a song for my mother, because this stream once "left my childhood figure" and allowed me to enjoy the happiness of maternal love: she remembered everything that happened in the ravine, and the "mountain people" "Sorrow and joy", and sent the raised "I" out of the mountain. The stream is a song, the mother is a song, and the article itself is also a sad lyrical folk song. Stream, my "mother". Mother, just like this stream. Mother.
, you watched me grow up and took good care of me. I miss the feeling of being with you when I am with you. I feel maternal love! Please forgive me for being naughty as a child, please forgive me for being ignorant as a child! Let me "make up for" all this now. I love you, my mother!
Madame Curie, walking with persistence, finally discovered a wonderful radioactive element - radium; Edison, walking with persistence, finally invented the electric light after thousands of experiments, sending a light to people in the dark night Light; Beethoven walked with persistence, although he was deaf, but still created the symphony of destiny; Sima Qian walked with persistence, dedicating to people a wonderful historian's swan song...
Walking with persistence can make us Firm steps allow us to never give up and allow us to reach the other side of success...
On a rugged mountain road, a hurried blind monk asked an old man for directions: "Luo Sa Bao" Where is the temple?" The old man replied: "It's just over two mountains." Seeing the blind monk moving forward resolutely, the old man couldn't help but asked worriedly: "The elder is blind, how can he climb over the mountains?" The blind monk didn't even look back. , and calmly threw down four words: "There is a way in my heart..."
I believe that the blind monk will definitely reach the Luo Sa Bao Temple where his heart desires. His four simple words "I have the Tao in my heart" express a spirit and a belief that goes hand in hand with persistence.
The calligraphy of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi is unprecedented and unprecedented. And this exquisite calligraphy comes from his persistence and perseverance, so that the pool where he washes his brushes every day becomes an ink pool. His son Wang Xianzhi, who had practiced calligraphy for a few days when he was young, was pretty good. However, when he showed his mother a copybook that his father had reviewed, his mother pointed out that only the handwriting was "a little bit" like his father's. In fact, it was "a little bit" like his father's calligraphy. "One point" was written by his father. From then on, Xianzhi followed his father's instructions and used up several large tanks of water at home to practice calligraphy, and finally became a famous calligrapher of his generation. It can be seen that Wang's father and son walked with perseverance and finally achieved world-class calligraphy.
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If you walk with persistence, you are doomed to face ups and downs, but persistence tells us: "The sunshine is always after the wind and rain." If you walk with persistence, you are destined to face hardships Loneliness or bitterness. But persistence tells us: "In order to get the fragrant rose at the end of the thorns, even if it stings all over the body, what's the problem?" Perseverance always looks at us with a firm gaze: "Walk with me, and you will gain a lot. Surprise."
Marie Curie, who traveled with Perseverance, told us: "I am willing to persevere in the exploration of unknown elements, which brings me endless fun and surprises." Edison, who traveled with Perseverance, said: "I am willing to persevere in exploring unknown elements. I will definitely achieve what I set my mind to. Even if I fail a thousand times, who can say that I won’t see success in those one thousand and one times?” Beethoven, who walked with persistence, said: “Music is my life. , I am obsessed with the creation of music just like I am obsessed with my own life." Sima Qian, who traveled with the company, told us: "Because I saw the persistent look in my father's eyes when he was dying, I can't stop writing history. …”
Persistence is the perseverance of water dripping through stone, perseverance is Kuafu’s unstoppable footsteps chasing the sun, perseverance is Jingwei’s firm belief in filling the sea...
Life On the road, if we are asked to choose a companion, then choose persistence. Walking with persistence is like accompanying camels in the desert. We will surely find a beautiful oasis at the end of the vast sea of ??sand.
It is a clean and neat work. It can be seen that the author has a deep writing skills, and this exquisite article is revealed from the author's writing. Perhaps the more suffering you experience, the sweeter it will be. In this bitterness and sweetness, we need that persistence to connect, to fight persistently for hope, and to feel hardships for hope. What awaits us may be failure or hardship, but we have youth, we can make a comeback, the flame of life, Make our sky bright red.