"I know I've always had a pair of invisible wings to take me flying fly through despair, do not think, they have a beautiful sun ...... "We should be very familiar with this song! This song is my idol Zhang Shaohan sang, her song there is a line let me feel very deep, that is, "I know I have always had a pair of invisible wings" These words are very simple but give me a very deep feeling also gave me a great help.
Elementary school in the second grade, my father gave me a calligraphy class, let me go to the word well practiced, but also I go to my examination level. At that time I did not understand anything, only know that the test on the test, who is afraid of who ah! I just knew that I was going to take the test, so who's to be afraid? Gradually, I suddenly felt that this examination is not simple! So many words know me but I don't know them, sad! What should I do when I take the exam? There's nothing I can do! Continue to practice, alas, halfway through the practice want to give up, my mother came over, gave me a cup of water, let me not be anxious to take their time, there is no such thing as a start will be ah! I was told not to be discouraged and to keep trying. Finally calmed down under the comfort of my mother, picked up the pen and practiced again. I don't know why I never got discouraged after practicing. Looking at my own neatly written words, my heart couldn't be happier! Now I don't have to be afraid that I won't be able to get down in the exam room.
I calmly walked into the examination room, convince themselves not to be nervous, calmly face everything, in order to be able to have a better play in the examination or practice their words. "Ring, ring, ring, please prepare for the examination." Look at the teacher one by one to send down the test paper, I picked up the pen and hurriedly wrote, after a while, a neatly written word is displayed in front of me. With confidence, I handed the test paper to the teacher and walked out of the examination room. Wow, I feel that the sky is so blue, the mood is so good, waiting for the results of the examination after 4 days.
Gosh! These 4 days really felt like years! Every day I was nervous and scared that I wouldn't be able to pass the exam! But today we will see the results. Teachers on the podium reported the students who passed the exam, they are waiting for their names to appear. I was waiting for my name to come up! I'm so happy that my name did come up! Back home after hurrying to tell the news to his mother, he sang the song again: "I know, there has always been a pair of invisible wings to take me to fly, over despair, do not think, they have a beautiful sun ...... "He suddenly thought of creating wings is mom, is She gave me invisible encouragement behind the scenes, here I want to thank mom!
I believe that as long as you pay always have a harvest. As the saying goes: there is nothing difficult in the world, only fear of the person who has the heart ah! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it! The first is that the first is to be a "good" one, and the second is to be a "good" one, and the third is to be a "good" one! The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this! Why don't you let your heart stay or go? I'm not sure what I want to do.
The rocky outcrops are a great place to look, the clear streams are a great place to roar, the clouds are a great place to lean, and the springs are a great place to flow. The smoke and light condensation and mist, nine gas curb and rising sunshine. Plum smiles and waves, hibiscus weeps and sinks the fragrance, take a moment to drop the flower's prematurely, suspect the fairy e's stay warm. A gully with smoke is divided into flowers, a vine with rain is entangled in trees, a monkey calls to offer fruits, and a luan dances to hold chi. The pools are full of dragons and scaly scales, and the caves are quiet and hidden with leopards and chi dragons. The light of literature overflows and shoots the bucket, and the spirit of escape proudly rushes to the sun.
The world is against me, so please forget your worries and let go of the waves. I have been hoeing up soil in the morning, and I know how to return in the daytime. I have been light carriage riding in the gullies, and I have been ruggedly traveling in the mountains. I roam the world with a green ox, lie down in a pine with the moon in my arms, sing songs with an open heart, and write poems with a hearty voice. I have practiced the truth at the edge of the cliff, and have realized the way of the Tao under the shadeless tree. Flying on a white crane, traveling to Taiching and floating in the mist. Treading on the heavenly light, I came out of the mystery, and breathed more and more clearly into the underworld. The calyx is in the courtyard, the steed is in the sky.
The moon is not yet resting, shining on the night of parting, more holding a green lamp to see the flowers, a solo cold crescent moon. The soft words of the Chinese chapter, the vegetarian writing of the departure of the Fu, head resting on the green flowers, hanging water wood years.
Konghou play all the sadness and happiness, the stars lead to the moon residue, solo **** life, and no one spared from the teachings of the fall, disturbed whose sleep, the flow of the year is like water, wasted a lifetime, making the night thick residual wine soaked soft sword, stolen by the wind of the acacia twisted into a flower, stealing a dream, besieged by a person. When the moon is out, people quiet after, unlimited thoughts can sink the boat.
Opposite the speechless look at each other for a long time, and said that the wind flow is still the same, about the evening sun behind the gathering of the West Building, *** to enjoy the lone line of the broken moon, the moon as a hook, a thousand years of sorrow, said endlessly, the vicissitudes of change in the sea across the stream, only to the remnants of the leaves of the twilight rain to know the autumn, sighing the red dust young, less white head, warmth to each other to be able to identify the past as the future, the clear wind dancing bright moon, the mountain dream falls between the flowers, the only one to know a volume of the Brahma Sutra under the.
Standing alone under the moon, the shape and shadow, flying cloud Ran Ran Asengao Road, send the dust to go, Jinsei years, a night of fish and dragon dance, the wind is full of sleeves.
Tears of separation, lovesickness, who said that the idle feelings thrown long, despair is still the same, the dream for the Yuan Farewell cries hard to call, the book was urged into the ink is not yet thick, the world look at the jade hooks, did not in the green hills, people sing and cry in the sound of the water, the orchid dew, such as crying eyes, fireworks can not be cut, your fault, my past.
3. The form of the poemImitation:
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3. The form of the poemImitation:
4. The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it! Why don't you let your heart stay or go? Why don't you let your heart go? Climbing up the dangerous rocks to have a long look, facing the clear stream to have a sigh of relief, the clouds are mindless and reclining, the spring is gurgling and flowing. The smoke and light are condensed and misty, the nine airs are curbed and the sunshine rises. Plum smiles and waves, hibiscus weeps and sinks the fragrance, take a moment to drop the flower's prematurely, suspect the fairy e's stay warm. A gully with smoke is divided into flowers, a vine with rain is entangled in trees, a monkey calls to offer fruits, and a luan dances to hold chi. The pools are full of dragons and scaly scales, and the caves are quiet and hidden with leopards and chi dragons. The light of literature overflows and shoots at the bucket, and the spirit of escape proudly rushes to the sun. The world is against me, please forget your worries and let go of the waves. I hoe up soil in the morning and return in the daytime. I travel light carriage to search for ravines and travel ruggedly to see the world. I roam the world with a green ox, hold the moon in my arms and lie down in a pine tree, sing songs with an open heart, and write poems with a hearty voice. I have practiced the truth at the edge of the cliff, and have realized the way of the Tao under the shadeless tree. Flying on a white crane, traveling to Taiching and floating in the mist. Treading on the heavenly light, I came out of the mystery, and breathed more and more clearly into the underworld. The qi calyx shows in the courtyard of the dan, the qi steed rides in the silver man. The moon has not rested, shining with the parting night, more holding a green lamp to see the flowers, a solo cold crescent moon,.The soft language of the Chinese chapter, the vegetarian writing of the departure of the Fu, head resting on the green flowers, hanging water wood years. Konghou play all the sadness and happiness, the stars lead to the moon residue, solo **** life, and no one spared from the teachings of the fall, disturbed whose sleep, the flow of the year is like water, wasted a lifetime, making the night thick residual wine soaked soft sword gas, stolen by the wind of the acacia twisted into a flower, stealing a dream, besieged by a person.
When the moon is out, people quiet, unlimited thoughts can sink the boat. Across the wordless look at each other for a long time, and said that the wind flow is still the same, about the evening sun behind the gathering of the West Building, **** appreciation of the lone line of the moon, the moon as a hook, a thousand years of sadness, said endlessly, the vicissitudes of change sea cross-stream, only to the remnants of the leaves of the twilight rain to know the autumn, sighing the red dust is young, less white, warmth to each other to be able to identify the past as the future, the clear wind dancing bright moon, the mountain dream falls between the flowers, the only know the volume of Brahma Sutra under the.
Standing alone under the moon, the shape and shadow, flying cloud Ran Ran Asengao Road, send the dust to go, Jinsei years, a night of fish and dragon dance, the wind is full of sleeves.
Tears of the departed, lovesickness, who said the idle feelings thrown long, melancholy is still the same, the dream for the Yuan Farewell cries hard to call, the book was urged into the ink is not yet thick, the world look at the jade hooks, did not in the green hills, people sing and cry in the sound of the water, the orchid dew, such as crying eyes, fireworks can not be cut, your mistake, my fault.
3. 4. According to Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden", "Return to the Ruoxi Rhetoric" to write a compositionTao Yuanming's drift, even today, can still be read from a few pages of text, a kind of hidden beauty.
He is the hermit, in the dilapidated humble hut can also drink wine and poetry to enjoy themselves. It is hard to imagine how one can live so comfortably in a situation where there is no rice or cooking.
There is no great sadness, but also a little taste of joy. Perhaps this is the reason why Tao Yuanming is Tao Yuanming!
The Eastern Jin Dynasty, a distant and unfamiliar era, came out of the Chinese culture of a handful of characters, Tao Yuanming was the most important.
"Peach Blossom Garden", "return to the Ruoxi rhetoric" is a popular article, and each of the content is not the same, but the author of the desire for the good has always been the same. It is because of this pursuit that he did not hesitate to resign from his post and live in seclusion.
Subsequent Chinese literati first thought of Tao Yuanming when they were disappointed in their careers, and Su Dongpo once said, "Yuanming is my teacher". I'm afraid it's more about his writing! Tao Yuanming never wrote for himself, which is one of the few in China. This is one of the few times in China that he has written for himself, because it is possible to live in seclusion and stretch yourself.
When reading other people's articles, it always feels like there is a threshold to politely keep people out, while reading Tao Yuanming's, but it's like knocking on his own heart, making the deepest part of the heart can not be expressed to soothe. It is this kind of spiritual ****ming that has made countless scholars so revered Tao Yuanming over the centuries.
Tao Yuanming's article is like a warm inn on the street of cold rain, a peaceful harbor on the sea of stormy winds. It can be said that the entire Chinese history like Tao Yuanming, only one person.
The ancient hermit's remnants of the broken chapter of the odd and esoteric, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove and a rebellious mood. On the hermit's writing, Tao Yuanming is the uncrowned king.
Of course, in the West or find similar, in the United States after a thousand years, Thoreau came to live alone next to Walden Lake, like the Tao Yuanming. And his "Walden Lake" is similar to Tao Yuanming's intentions.
In Tao Yuanming, I see the shadow of many people and the character that has long been dissipated. But such a person is now less and less, which can not be said is not a sad.
When looking at Tao Yuanming's "Returning to Ruoxi Rhetoric", do you hear a high-pitched, loud and clear voice whistling in Shu? "Return to come, the field will be turned over Hu do not return?" .
5. The teacher asked me to write a composition 800 words, according to the "Return to Ruoxi Rhetoric" to I would like to say to you as the titleless than the world rhyme, the nature of the love of the hills and mountains, but, Tao Qian, you can be really uncontested with the world, such as a fish in the water like ease? Chat multiply to return to the end, Leifu heavenly destiny to Xi Xi, your heart is really yielding to fate? Tao Yuanming, I want to say to you, realize the sky to know the fate, certainly is the road of life, but, change the fate, to that swan's will to strive, is the main theme of life.
The old man chat hair young man crazy, left pull yellow, right Optimus Cang, yes, Su Shi's life, is not the same as you as a bumpy ride? However, he has a fanaticism of real life, and then the great suffering, "Red Cliff Fugue" is his courage, and then more sadness, "Song of Water" does not change his mentality, a line of business wind and rain is also no sunshine, that is, he was depreciated by the heart, back to the depression, but more to see the dashing, adversity in the life of their own splendor. Compared with him, your "return", has been much dimmer.
Sunrise river flowers red hot, spring river water green as blue, the same love of nature and landscape, Bai Juyi is not happy with the sentiment of life; the old steed in the stable, aspiring to thousands of miles, the same prime years, Meng De but not leisurely South Mountain negative; An got a wide range of thousands of houses, sheltering the world's poor people are happy, the same poverty, Dufu did not return to the natural pleasures ... ...Although I am a scholar, you may have a few rude accusations, but, life will have to live in society, who can not escape, the officialdom is bleak, the world dense evil wind, but also always have to survive, but also so that the world does not also need your kind of talent to change? The reign of Zhenguan, Kaiyuan, the Tang Dynasty's magnificent hegemony, is not exactly the dynasty of a cadre of veteran ministers to work hard for the results? Is it really that important for you to return to your hometown? The only way to avoid the world is to become a liability to society.
Iris hostile to the sky, look at the peak of the rest of the heart; the world of business, peeping the valley to forget the opposite. Perhaps, only Wu Jun and you have the same kind of idea, but he does not have your helplessness, only when the power and status to reach the peak of the time, look at the towering mountain peaks, the heroic feelings will gradually cool down, so as not to be greedy and forget, to be a person who does not draw on fame and fortune, but can be calmly linger in the light of the scene, and then truly for the countryside and the countryside, from such a point of view, Wu Jun instead of an optimistic and positive, and you, Tao Yuanming, just for a little bit of the world affairs, can only become a burden to the society.
Therefore, Tao Yuanming, I want to say to you, you are wrong.
Life is a life, should have been to fight their own piece of the sky, no matter how dark that day, how dark, so that, to the old, in order to really enjoy the life of God, even if the future can not be a hundred years of fame, but also will not be sorry.
6. A poem in the form ofReturn to Ruoxi Ruoxi Ruoxi
With a preface
My family is poor, and I don't have enough to cultivate for my own subsistence. I have no child to feed, no corn in my bottle, and no means of livelihood to support myself. Many of my friends and relatives urged me to become an official, but I had no choice but to do so. When the four directions were in motion, the lords were looking for favor and love, but the uncle of the family, who thought I was poor, saw to it that I was employed in a small town. At that time, the storm was not yet quiet, and he was afraid of being away from home. Pengze was a hundred miles away from his home, and the benefits of the public land were enough to make wine, so he asked for it. A few days later, I felt a strong desire to return to Pengze. Why? It was a natural thing to do, not something to be coerced. Although I was hungry and freezing, I was sick against my will. I had been involved in many endeavors, but I had to work on my own. I was so disappointed and generous that I felt ashamed of my life's ambition. I hope that I will be able to fulfill my promise, but I will not be able to do so until I have gathered my clothes and passed away in the evening. Cheng's sister lost her life in Wuchang, and she was exempted from her duties. Mid-autumn to winter, in the official for more than eighty days. Because of the smoothness of things, the fate of the article is called "Return to the Ruoxi". The first time I saw this, I was able to see it in my own words.
The first time I saw this, I was able to see it in the background, and I was able to see it in the background. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley! The past is not admonished, and the future can be pursued; the real lost its not far, realize that today is and was not yesterday. The boat soars in the distance, the wind blows the clothes. I ask the journeyer about his previous path, and I hate the dim light of the morning.
I was looking at the house, and I was happy to see it. The boy's servant welcomed him, and the boy's son waited at the door. The three paths are deserted, but the pines and chrysanthemums are still there. When I entered the room with my child, there was wine in the bottle. I drew a goblet to drink, and looked at the garden to enjoy my face. Leaning on the south window, I can enjoy my pride, and consider how easy it is for me to rest my knees. The garden is always interesting, but the door is always closed. I can help the old to rest, and sometimes I can look at the garden with my head in the air. The clouds are not interested in going out of the mountain, the birds are tired of flying and know how to return. The view is cataracted, the pines and the walls.
To return to my home, I ask for a break from my travels. The world is not like me, and I'm not looking for a way to get back to it. The first is to be a good example of how the world can be a better place, and the second is to be a better place. The farmers tell me that spring is approaching and something is going to happen in the west. They may order a toweled cart or a boat. They go to the ravines and the gorges, and the hills are rugged and rugged. The wood flourishes, the spring begins to flow. The time is right for all things, and the time is right for us.
It's been a long time coming! I'm not sure how long I've been here, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it work. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about. I don't want to be rich or famous, and I don't want to be in the countryside of the empire. I am alone with my good time, or I plant my staff and hoe up soil. I will climb to the east gao and whistle, I will face the clear stream and write poems. The first thing I want to do is to get out of the house, and then I'm going to get out of the house, and then I'm going to get out of the house!
7. high school essay: seek a 800 or so read the "return to the words" feeling essayRead the "return to the words", and can not give a person a sense of relaxation, because in the poet seems to get away behind is a kind of sadness and helplessness. Tao Yuanming is not a pure hermit who only likes to play in the mountains and doesn't care about current affairs. Although he said that he "loves mountains and hills by nature", he wants to be beneficial to the society in his heart. Mr. Lu Xun said about Tao Yuanming: "It is the poem, in addition to the 'leisurely see the South Mountain' admired by the commentators, there is also the 'Jingwei with a small wood, will fill the ocean, the torture of the sky dance Ganqi, fierce will certainly always in' and so on. 'Vajra's angry eyes' style, proving that he was not drifting all day and all night."
Is the scene of "The Story of Returning to China" written in real or imaginary? Mr. Qian Zhongshu said: "The preface" said that "Rhetoric" was written in November, still in mid-winter; if for the recapitulation, direct recording, there is no 'wood to flourish', 'good for all things in time' and so on the color? If it were a retrospective or a direct record, would there be such things as 'the trees are thriving' and 'the time is right for all things'? Would there be such things as 'the farmer tells me that spring is approaching and something will happen to the west field' or 'they plant their staffs and hoe up the soil'? The imaginations of those who have not yet returned to their homes are self-evident." (See Qian Zhongshu's Guanjiezhi 1225-1226, Zhonghua Shuju Bureaus, 1979.) In this way, the first major writing feature of this article is imagination. What the author writes is not the scene in front of him, but the scene of imagination, the scene in his heart. So, what is the difference between writing about the scene in the heart and the scene in front of the eyes? The scene in front of me, for the eyes of the scene, after the scene after its text, the text is consistent with the scene, focusing on ***; the scene in the heart of the scene, the creation of the scene, with the heart of the good, with the feelings of the scene, the heart to the scene, may not be the scene, the scene may not be in fact, the lyrical ideology only.
The language of this article is very beautiful. It is mainly in six-character lines, with three-character lines, four-character lines, seven-character lines, and eight-character lines, which is catchy and rhymes well. In the lines, the words "之", "以", "而", etc. are used, which is soothing and elegant. Sometimes the use of superimposed words, a strong sense of music. For example, "the boat spreads far and wide, and the wind blows the clothes" and "the wood flourishes, and the springs trickle and begin to flow". Most of them use couplets, either for or against, all of them are just right. Description and lyrical, argumentative combination, sometimes writing the scene, sometimes lyrical, sometimes argumentative, scenic, emotional, rational, interesting.
Language Life - The last point to make is that although Tao Yuanming returned to his hometown, and regardless of whether his practice is positive or negative, he is, after all, different from the working people. He wrote "Return to the Garden" and "Return to the Ruoxi Rhetoric", which was actually a phenomenon of the era, and he was not the only one who returned to his hometown. However, his seclusion created a literary scholar and formed a literary style that shines in the history of Chinese literature for thousands of years. Ouyang Xiu said: "Jin no article, but Tao Yuanming "return to the Ruoxi rhetoric" a only." This statement is too much, but you can see its position in the history of literature.
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"Return to the Ruoxi Rhetoric" after reading
"Thirty do not learn the arts. I wanted to test whether my memory was seriously degraded, so I decided to recite Tao Yuan's "Return to the Ruoxi Rhetoric" and Wang Bo's "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion". The former was completed with a slight thought.
First, return to the mountains and forests have a certain economic security
"Boys and girls welcome", "farmers told Yu to spring and will have something to do in the west. Or order a towel car, or rowing a lonely boat", etc. shows that Tao Gong is a small landowner, can afford to support the servants, but also can collect some rent, otherwise how to make a living? This shows that, firstly, nowadays, even those who are similar to Tao Gong, the so-called citizens, cultured people and intellectuals, cannot even seek Tao Gong's meager protection; secondly, the protection is not enough to make people give up "yesterday's wrong" and embrace "today's right", Tao Gong's image of a noble and far-reaching mind has not been slightly diminished, and the image of the Tao Gong has not been reduced, and the image of the Tao Gong has not been reduced. The image of Tao Gong's purity of heart, far-reaching and unassuming has not been slightly reduced, and to take a step back, there is no guarantee that the words may still be able to be given.
8. "Return to Ruoxi Rhetoric" to rewrite the article from the author's point of viewGo home! The fields are about to be deserted, so why not go back? Since one's mind is enslaved to form, why be so disillusioned and grieve alone? I realize that the mistakes of the past are irredeemable, but I am convinced that they can be mended in the years to come. In fact, I have not gone too far into the wrong direction, and I have realized that it is right to go home and wrong to be an official.
The boat is gently floating on the water, and the breeze is blowing the clothes. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good deal on this. I finally saw the door of my humble home, I was happy to fly forward. The houseboys greeted me cheerfully, and the children stood guard in the courtyard. The path in the yard was full of weeds, but the pines and chrysanthemums were still in their original state; when I took the children into the house, the wine was already full. I took up the jug and poured myself a glass of wine; the trees in the garden cheered me up; I leaned against the south window to express my pride, and found it easy to be at ease in this small place. The door of the small garden is often closed, and every day I take a walk in the garden (alone) with great pleasure; I walk with my walking stick and look up at the distant (sky). White clouds naturally floating out of the cave, tired birds also know to fly back to the nest; daylight is dim, about to set, I linger not bear to leave, hand caressing the lone pine.
Come back! I will break with the worldly people. All of them are not in line with my interests, and then drive out of what? What a pleasure it is to talk with the old folks in the country, to play the zither and read to break the sadness of the face; and the farmer tells me that the spring has come, and that he will go to plow the fields in the west. Sometimes in a toweled cart, sometimes in a lonely boat, both to explore the deep ravines and to walk over the uneven hills. The trees are thriving, the springs are flowing slowly, I envy everything in its own time, sighing that his life will end.
Forget it! I'm not sure how much time I have left in the world, why don't I go or stay according to my own mind? Why do you want to go somewhere else? I don't want to be rich and famous, and I don't want to go to the world of the immortals. I love the beauty of that good time to enjoy alone, or else to support the staff to help seedlings grow; climbed the eastern slopes of the mountain I let out a long whistle, alongside the clear stream to the poetry of singing; let's just go with nature to the end of the life to the fate of the joy, there is what hesitation and uncertainty?