Language is the key, for us to open the cognitive world to explore the mysterious door of the future; language is a wealth, on the way forward, for us to create innovative paving the cornerstones; language is a treasure, is an inexhaustible source of knowledge; language is a book of classic masterpieces, beyond the space and time, across the borders, presented in front of you, so that you can not release it; language Language is a piece of masterpieces of beautiful writing, bright rhythm, show color, write the world sentiment, let people linger. Language in the space of our existence wandering, however, feet feet the sky, language, want to say love you is not easy.
The language of childhood is a game of flat and oblique consonants. From "four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty" to "black fertilizer will evaporate when it is gray; gray fertilizer will evaporate when it is black," we desperately rolled our tongues to learn the changes of flat up and down, a very tongue-twisting tongue-twister, and a very dizzying warbling tongue, and it was like a test of people's will. As if testing people's will, you set the threshold high, not allowing people to get close easily, and that's exactly your charm-standard speech, perfect voice. The unpredictable combination of flat and oblique, the beautiful and endless pairing of flat and warble, make every descendant of the Yellow Emperor willingly practicing the notes of each Chinese character that you give. From then on, there is one more landscape on earth, and one more tone in the world.
However, the language, I want to say I love you is not easy, a minute on the stage to show, ten years under the stage to attack the hard practice, not by the passion of the moment, only by the lasting enthusiasm.
The language of the middle school era is a fierce battle of words. In the elders of the "learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, all over the world are not afraid of" in the wave of sound, after 80 we began to "tend to science and abandon the text". However, how many times in the physics class, we secretly read in the drawer put the "Dream of Red Mansions", to see the red chamber dreamer interpretation of destiny and return, taste of social phenomena and human affairs; how many times in the study sessions, we read a lot of "family Spring and Autumn", "the four generations of the same hall", read the blood of young people's dream of spring and Autumn and the family and the country, the experience of the world's chaotic love of a son or a daughter; how many times to worship in the patriotic sentiments, and how many times to drown in the world of feelings that can not be pulled out! The world of feelings ...... language, delivered to read all the tenderness, are expressed by the text. A poet once said, words and music, is the most civilized property of mankind.
Language, want to say I love you is not easy, in the process of human development, civilization has developed because of you.
The new era, when the pace of globalization accelerated, the network instead of letters, "HELLO" instead of "hello", language, want to say love you really not easy. When "a kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows" sadness is no longer, when the "falling flowers and flowing water spring also, heaven and earth" sentiment is no longer, when the "draw the knife breaks the water more current" melancholy is no longer, when the The scene of "when the wild geese return, the moon is full of western buildings" is no longer, when the spring thoughts of "thinking of the gentleman at night and not seeing the gentleman, *** drinking the water of the Yangtze River" is no longer ...... more and more foreign language exams cover our eyes, more and more internationalization numb our eyes The more and more internationalization numbs our hearts, I heard the sound of my heart breaking. However, the language, profound and profound, is also attracting global attention: more and more foreigners to learn Chinese, around the Chinese language fever ...... love language on the road, walking alone.
Language, the heart of a spring
Language, she is like a spring in my heart, clear and elegant serenity, but from time to time, a layer of ripples, causing my heart to surge.
The language is a paradise for the mind.
"Picking chrysanthemums in the southeast, leisurely see the South Mountain", Tao Yuanming with a sentence, describing the leisurely interest in self-farming and self-feeding after the return to seclusion, "a few early warblers scrambling to warm up the trees, who pecked at the spring mud of the new swallows" as if in front of the eyes to see the fullness of the spring, "sun and moon which line, if out of which; starry night, if the brilliant, if the mileage of the" reflecting the Cao Cao's big-heartedness. The "country book where to reach, the return of the geese Luoyang side" "I send my heart with the moon, with the wind until the night Langxi" expresses the poet's full of love and sadness. Language, with a pen of God, painted everything in the world, painted the poet's heart strands of thoughts, in a clear spring if the point if the circle, so that I heart rain flying.
"Powerful mountains and gas cover the world, when unfavorable and piebald, piebald can not pass, can not help, yu xu xu xu neruo!" Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, he sang a song of lamentation, sobbed several lines, staged a tiger account of the ancient tragedy of Farewell to my concubine, in the Han army's pursuit of the rolling waves of sound, drinking from the Wujiang River, just because he did not grasp the opportunity to indulge in the tiger for the trouble, so that he self-destructive; "the river to the east, the waves have been exhausted, thousands of people of all ages" Dong Po was relegated to the ambitions of the unfulfilled, the heart of the reluctance to chant; Chen Shibu, although the status of the lowly, the suffering of the heavy, but the cry of "the king and his vassal rather than seed?"; Qu Yuan, due to the traitorous people of the world, the king's vassal would be better than the seed of? ; Qu Yuan was framed by traitors, so that the sadness and sadness and lyric "Li Sao" ...... language, with a wonderful mellow song song out of the world of injustice, singing the world's ambition, so that a clear spring flood sound, so that my thoughts fluttered.
"I ask you how can I, the heart is far from the ground from the side" Tao Yuanming said the life of the choice of the pan-quiet; "peace of mind, in the shelter of the world's poor people are happy, the wind and rain is not moving as well as the mountain!" Du Fu beyond their own suffering, for the sake of the people of the world; "the world's worries and worries, after the world's happiness and joy" Fan Zhongyan wrote a politician the world's prosperity and demise, the responsibility of the responsibility of the people; "counting the wind and currents of the people, but also look at the present day" is a generation of great men of the history of the song, the language, the overflowing talent reciting the feelings of the ambition of the hearts of the people of the spring of the heart of the ink with the poetic sprinkle of the words of the jumping.
Language, recorded in the distant history, stirring people's deep reverie.
Language, a clear spring in the heart, filled with poetry and pictures, chivalry, but in the heart never stop flowing.
Language, the heart of a spring
What is gently slipped through the heart, long years to send a cool comfort? What is softly flicked through the heart, often bring moisturizing rain? What quietly cleanses the mind and plays a moving ballad? It is you, language! The heart lights up, the heart incense burns up, listen to the heart of the spring ding dong sound -------- caption
Spring water ding dong, language, so that I can appreciate the interest of the landscape. There is no carriage, no oars, there is me, there is the heart, there is the language.
"How is Dai Zongfu? Qilu green not yet." Thousands of power accumulation, burst in a moment, will stand into the spine of the never fall. Heaven and earth creation of the pendant gave it an upright figure. Qin Huang Hanwu's Zen gave it a compelling majesty, literati handwriting gave it a rich heritage, tantalizingly magical. The wind stops blowing, the clouds rise and fly, Mount Tai is full of wind and clouds, I am full of magnificent scenery.
"Water brimming with sunshine is good, mountain color is also strange rain." The West Lake is famous for its beautiful scenery. Sunny day, the sun shine blue water, blue water reflecting the blue sky, the wind comes, the water surface clear round, a wind lotus lift; rain also, if hidden in the implicitly touched your heart, when bright and dark in the refreshing into your heart, hazy fit your heart. West Lake like Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate, get my heart.
Spring water ding dong, language, let me experience the truth of human feelings. There are no actors, no props, there is me, there is the heart, there is the language.
Qu Yuan, I have this internal beauty, but also to repair the ability. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said. The king's hearing is not smart, slander and flattery of the blind, the evil of the public, the square is not allowed. The world is muddy, how can you alone clear? How can you wake up alone when everyone is drunk? Unfortunately Qu Zi, I am glad for you: Bubbling Miluo, so that you can give you a world of clean; soup soup Miluo, so that you can give you a world of peace.
Daiyu, the embodiment of tears, sentimental alias. The bamboo shadow of Xiaoxiang Hall is y stained on her brow, and the atmosphere of the times soaks her soul. Daiyu, who is a parasite, has no dependence; she is infatuated with Jiangzhu and Baoyu, but she has love but no life. I am saddened by the funeral flowers in front of the steps, I am also heartbroken; a wisp of incense soul with the wind, I also sigh. Xiaoxiang Concubine, you can give your heart to love, but you can't give your marriage to yourself.
Spring water ding dong, language, let me realize the reason of life. Not a reading, no dogma, there is me, there is the heart, there is the language.
"The long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging straight from the cloud sails to help the sea." Li Bai, also had set the ambition to serve the country, also had a piece of heart to the gentleman. But Bo favors seeking glory, failed his talent, flattered his figure, Yu I guile make him sick, the king's power like a tiger let him be scared. Not for the five buckets of rice waist, a man's ambition in the end of the world, emanate get flat boat, give gold put back, but also glad to start.
"Young and strong do not strive, the old man sad." The plan of a lifetime lies in the teenage years, the plan of a country lies in the youthful youth. As young people, we have the enviable passion, vigor, drive and opportunity. Time flies like an arrow, youth like running water, how can we not work hard, not grasp?
Language, a clear spring in my heart. Such as the summer breeze, such as the rain after a long drought, give me a true interest, empower me with true feelings, teach me the truth, lead me out of their own life trajectory.