With excellent composition 1 night sky, dark blue; Starlight, bright and charming; You, a powerful hand holding my little hand, wrote powerful words on rice paper one by one. At that moment, I was immersed in the profound connotation of China's calligraphy and forgot the world. In this process of love, I am not alone with you.
When did I become fascinated with calligraphy? After reading the works handed down by people for thousands of years, I suddenly had the idea of learning calligraphy. Grandpa, the old man with white hair and a good brush, became my calligraphy teacher.
Time passed, outside the old house, at the long table, grandpa took out the three treasures of the study, spread out a piece of rice paper, spread it on the table, poured ink, put a brush in my palm and put my fingers back. Hold my hand again and teach me the soft pen.
Grandpa took me to dip in the ink bottle a few times. After the brush was filled with ink, he and I started with the simplest strokes. Grandpa always accompanied me to write, while telling me how to write this word, telling me the skills of writing, so that I can experience calligraphy culture and peace of mind horizontally and vertically, and taste the cultural spirit of the ancients. Sometimes, I always get too much ink, and some ink drops appear on rice paper. Don't criticize me, just pat me on the shoulder and tell me to calm down. There is deep love hidden in those gentle words, which is unconsciously perceived, and according to my heart, surrounded by love, my heart will gradually calm down. A wisp, like a waterfall in the clouds, is floating and clean; A horizontal fold, such as a cliff cut by a knife, is straight and steep; Mention, like a bird soaring into the sky, is short and powerful.
Grandpa held my hand up and down, and every movement was meticulous. The harsh details revealed his understanding and love for calligraphy. I was intoxicated with it again and again, greedily sucking the ink and savoring the comfort. The seeds of words were planted in my heart and began to take root bit by bit. Close your eyes and smell lightly, all of which are rich in rhyme and fragrance. At that moment, I fell in love with this charming calligraphy.
In this way, I am immersed in ink every day, and gradually, the words in my pen change from distorted to crude, from shy to skilled. The font is dignified and delicate, like a leisurely little jasper. Teach by example, smile and behave, be gentle and beautiful. Beautiful as a painting, soft as a dream, and delicate as a poem. Day after day, year after year, I practice tirelessly over and over again, just for one day, I can write simple and vigorous words like grandpa.
Most importantly, in the process of practicing calligraphy, I feel the sweetness of love and being loved. With your company, let your thoughts walk in the vast lines and mottled fragments, looking for inspiration and self-confidence. Fall in love and appreciate the company along the way.
Accompanying excellent composition 2 Accompanying can be the warm tea of parents in the middle of the night, the painstaking teaching of teachers, and a piece of bing Xin of classmates. I always carry a toy. It is quiet and ordinary, but like a good friend, it shares joys and sorrows. This is a tumbler.
I often play it. It has a pair of small eyes, a small nose and a big mouth. Very cute and funny, but it won't fall. If I were you, I might fall down after being pushed, and I am not strong at all. I want to learn from the little tumbler.
It's very late to go home every night. It smiled as if welcoming me and said, "Welcome home, little master!" " "I am also a little happy to see its sincere smile. I took my homework out of my schoolbag and wrote it word by word. It's still watching word for word, and the more I write, the harder I work, because it's watching, how nice it is to have someone with me! Even if it's not a real person. When I am sad, I will always talk to it, and it seems to be listening and smiling at me. When I am happy, I will tell it and let it share my happiness with me. It's smiling, and I'm smiling.
On one occasion, my homework was written very late. I yawned and felt sleepy, but there was no reason at all. It smiled at me, as if to say, "Little master! Come on! Almost finished! " But I still didn't pull myself together.
At this point, I accidentally touched it, but it didn't fall, but bounced back like a spring. Yes, it met with difficulties. It didn't give up as easily as I did, but became stronger and stronger. Every time I attack it, I have to resist. I opened the book again and looked at the problems I couldn't solve. Like a tumbler, it is not easy to give up!
I solved it again and again, using various methods and formulas, and the draft paper was soon filled with solutions and schemes.
It can't help me, but it is cheering for me. It smiled at me and wrote word by word. After listing the last formula, I also smiled sincerely like a tumbler, and I finally solved it!
Tumbler, it is really like a friend of mine, smiling at everything, sadness, happiness, difficulties and helplessness. It taught me to face everything with a smile and also accompanied me to grow up.
In the hazy years, it was your companionship that added a touch of ink to my dull years.
-inscription
In my dreams, I often hear the ethereal and clear singing of poems, which always makes me intoxicated and I don't know my way home.
When did you like that rhyming poem? Probably one day when I opened a book, a poem appeared, which suddenly pierced the softest place in my heart, making me feel the same way, and then I fell in love with this mysterious country like a fairyland, right?
It is like a bunch of blooming roadside flowers, which surprised my soul when I passed by.
I never knew before that neat but monotonous Chinese characters could be so light and vivid after arrangement, with a long aftertaste and fascination.
"She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, and bit by bit let her heart share everything with us." The most memorable sentence in Bai Juyi's Pipa, this sentence is very dull and there is no surprise. But when I sang this sentence, the scene that caught my eye was more vivid than the movie: a few strings between the fingers of a pipa woman were gently plucked, playing a song that made people cry. A few strokes of ancient poetry can outline a dynamic picture. How can it not be amazing?
I have seen Taibai, once it was broken by an earthquake, and a brave man passed away, and then the ladder was connected with the stone pile. ; Yin Dongpo, "I said juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left and holding blue on the right." ; Recite Zhiyuan, "Old vines are faint, bridges are flowing." It's like wandering in a sea of poems with a flat rhyme. Through the Millennium white clouds, I saw the towering peaks in ancient times, fierce hunting, and the quiet and beautiful scenery of ancient villages. I talked with the poet in the book to spy out his profound and noble thoughts. How can it not be amazing?
From childhood to adolescence, many friends who accompanied me gradually disappeared, only poetry, which always accompanied me through the ups and downs of growing up.
When I was a child, I often recited several beautiful ancient poems in The Book of Songs. I still remember the shock of "Taoyao, burning its brilliance" when reciting Taoyao. When reciting "Guo Guo", I associate it with "Guo Guo is gray and the Millennium is frost". I was stunned by the sentence "Guanluo dove is in Jiangzhou" when I recited Guanluo. No matter which poem is a sentence, meaningful words will always be in my mind and will never die.
Poetry is like my mentor, constantly guiding me to grow.
With the company of poetry, my years are full of ink and magic.
I vaguely remember a poem I read in a book, which influenced my future.
"Right and wrong are in yourself, reputation is in people, regardless of gains and losses." I remember, "misty rain will last a lifetime."
I am a lotus and you are a lotus leaf. When the storm came, you sheltered me from the wind and rain. It is you who accompany me and let me grow in flowers.
Daoxiang's company
At the beginning of junior high school, the pressure of study and the lack of nutrition often make me look haggard. You see it in your eyes, so you cook my favorite meal every day: sometimes "change" a plate of cold tomatoes, sometimes serve a plate of braised pork ribs, and sometimes cook a bowl of delicious chicken soup ... so, the time at the dinner table is always the most unforgettable time of my day. Whenever I sit at the table, you always put my favorite dishes in my bowl. When I wolfed down my job, you always patted me on the back and said, "Eat slowly, eat slowly …". The haggard has receded, and my face has turned back to red and pure vitality.
Accompanied by delicious rice, I grew up in full bloom.
Encouraged company
I remember that night, I was still doing problems under the lamp. A geometry problem stumped me, like a spotted tiger blocking my train of thought! Sitting next to me, you made me a cup of jasmine tea and put it in front of me. I picked up the teacup and smelled the tea, but I saw a note you gave me under the teacup, which said, "Come on, don't give up." In the lower right corner, you also drew a big smiling face. When I closed the note, I felt great encouragement, and the distress in my heart slowly receded. I took a sip of tea gently, so I continued to do the problem and my thinking was clearer. ...
Encouraged company, let me grow up with flowers.
The warned company
I have always been excellent in physics, and you have always told me to learn the basic knowledge in class and not to be careless in doing problems. However, I often say "I know, I know …" but I don't take your words to heart. After handing out the exam paper, I thought the topic was too simple, so I took it lightly and did it at will, but I missed the conditions and my handwriting was very sloppy. After reading this achievement, I still have to swallow the bitter fruit I planted. It's really "if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer." How can I "regret"? From now on, I will keep your words in mind as the criterion for my exam: "People are easy for me, I don't care".
The company that reminds me makes my growth path full of flowers.
The company of rice fragrance, encouragement and exhortation, like three warm currents, stirred in my heart and accompanied me to grow up. Thank you for your company along the way-mom.
On that day, the sun was warm, the spring breeze was warm and the flowers were charming. The field path twists and turns, accompanied by streams flowing into the distance.
I was standing by the roadside alone, and my grandmother behind me was bending down to water the vegetable garden that had been with her for many years. Memories suddenly grow up in my heart like spring grass just emerging from the ground and overflow my whole heart.
I'm leaving my grandmother to live with my parents. After hearing the news, I couldn't help talking about my inner joy in my grandmother's ear. Grandma just smiled lovingly, but I saw through her inner monologue from the loneliness of her turn. I put away my dazzling smile and stared at the back of grandma's packing. The sunshine outside the window reduced the complicated feelings in my heart. Grandma has always been a master of hiding emotions. Her love is very romantic, just like I have ever seen.
Dark complexion, sparse white hair, plus a face scratched by years, dense sweat, deeply embedded in the furrow of wrinkles, reflecting awkward words, only busy figures, heavy parting sadness.
I just watched it quietly, never staring at it like this for a moment, until the rickety figure became more and more curved. I suddenly stepped forward, thinking that my actions frightened my grandmother. I tried to straighten her back, but I couldn't stand it. I often remember when I was a child, my grandmother patted my bent back and said, "What is it like for a girl to bow her back?"? The longer she grows, the uglier she is! " At this time, I will retort discontentedly: "I won't be like this when I grow up!" " "The innocent Pique has been accompanying me to the mire of youth, reminding my grandmother of the love hidden in the flapping. But now, no matter how hard I try, my bent back is no longer straight. I suddenly realized that the nagging of those years still lingered in my ears, but the years had crushed her.
I felt a dull pain in my heart and smiled far-fetched. As the wheel of time is getting closer and closer to parting, it reminds me of some old things and finds some beautiful things from stories hidden in a big push of time.
The setting sun is still gentle and beautiful, and the small afterglow jumps on the back of grandma's works, which is thin and desolate. Only this huge vegetable garden accompanied her, and I couldn't stop thinking of her lonely back many times. I looked up and resolutely helped my calloused hand. Once upon a time, her world was so small that she only nagged around me; Now, my world is very big, and I can stay with her.
The setting sun falls on the ground in golden color, and the figures snuggling up to each other on the ground are more and more beautiful.
Late at night, a swaying tree reflected into the window and swayed slightly on the floor. ...
That day, I took part in the oral English competition. I didn't make any preparations before the game, and I felt very good about myself, as if I was sure of winning. However, on the day when the results were announced, I lost my reputation in Sun Shan. The previous self-confidence turned into anger, calling the judges blind and ignorant.
My mother tried to persuade me again and again, but it was useless. I locked myself in my room. No one else could get in and I couldn't get out. My mother had no choice but to let my grandfather persuade me: I always listen to my grandfather.
Grandpa took me back to my hometown and said that life in the country could make me forget my troubles and go into battle lightly. However, no matter how hard Grandpa tried, I still didn't appreciate it. Grandpa is in trouble.
On the last night of the holiday, grandpa took me for a walk and unconsciously came to a small forest at the end of a winding path. I can't help being surprised at what I saw.
What a lush Luan tree it is! The green leaves are so green that they stare at my eyes. In the bright moonlight, they are getting greener and greener. The thick trunk is vigorous and powerful, and the annual rings of the years are clearly discernible. I stood there motionless for a long time. You know, just last summer, what it experienced!
That night, there was lightning and thunder, and there was a storm. Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky like sharp knives and swords, hitting the ground and stirring up one splash after another. I was watching the rain at home when suddenly a flash of lightning in the sky opened the sky and rushed down from the air! Suddenly all I heard was "Bang!" There was a loud noise and a shadow fell. "Boom!" As if the earth were shaking. The next day, I heard from my family that the Luan tree had been cut off and the three-meter-high trunk had fallen down. ...
But today, Luan tree is still so strong and flourishing. Although it is not as high as before, its branches and leaves are still so lush. How many difficulties has he experienced?
Perhaps, when he woke up from a coma, the cold was like frost and killed him mercilessly; Perhaps, when he pulls out new shoots, parasitic insects will destroy him mercilessly; Perhaps, when he just grew a new branch, the wind blew it away; Maybe, maybe ... Luan tree has experienced too much, but it is still indomitable!
Grandpa looked at me with a bright face: "Look, son. Luan tree went through so many hardships, but it finally survived and was full of vitality. And you have only experienced a little difficulty, how can you just give up? "
I smiled too, with a big smile. Because in my heart, the seeds of Luan tree have taken root, sprouted and grown ... His spirit is in my heart forever. Because of Luan tree, I found myself again!
With your company, I won't hesitate any more!
Because mom and dad were too busy, we didn't go to grandma's house for two weeks. During this time, my grandparents called me a lot. I know they miss us, so my mother and I decided to go to grandma's for lunch after piano class.
At noon, when my mother and I got off the bus and just entered the community, we saw my grandfather waving to us from a distance on the balcony on the second floor. If my grandfather had not been seriously ill, he would have waited for me at the station. I shouted, "Hello, Grandpa!" Run quickly upstairs. As soon as I entered the door, I saw: "Wow! So many delicious things. " Grandma set a big meal on the table. I sat down to eat without washing my hands. Grandma wiped my sweat. Grandpa smiled and said, "Eat slowly!" " "In a happy and peaceful atmosphere, we finished our lunch. Grandma said that Grandpa had more meals today than these two days combined.
After dinner, grandpa smiled and took out the prepared military flag and waved it in front of me: "Come! Hey' kill' a plate! " I said without weakness, "Bring it on!" The two of us put up the flag and opened our posture. First of all, let me translate: "Wow! Commander! " Then grandpa dug out a teacher, and I laughed: "Ha ha! Little teacher, why don't you surrender? " Just when I was proud, I didn't expect grandpa's commander to pursue my commander. After several rounds, I was faced with the situation that there were obstacles before and troops after. I have to throw caution to the wind and take the commander to touch the cards that have not been turned over. Luckily, he was my grandfather's colonel and killed him completely. After several battles, I finally won. Grandpa was not convinced, so we played a few more games, and finally the veteran won. Looking at grandpa's mirth, it seems that he is better than half! Grandma took out my violin again: "We want to hear you play." So I played an old song "Why are flowers so red", which my grandfather loved to hear. My grandfather hummed and beat time, while my grandmother became a photographer. At the end of the song, I smiled happily when I heard their warm applause.
Happy time is always so short, we left in the eyes of grandparents, and we can still see them waving to us on the balcony after a long walk. I said to my mother, "No matter how busy you are, you should always come back to accompany them, because grandpa will be much better when we come back." Mom nodded and said, "OK, definitely! You have grown up! " Today, from my grandfather's face, I feel that our company is their greatest happiness. I hope grandpa can be healthy and happy in our company!
With excellent composition 8, I practiced for another week. Ruthless red fork tore my broken heart to pieces. When I think of primary school, I only have depression in junior high school. I can't forget the mocking language of my classmates, the disappointed eyes of my teacher, and the dazzling "128" deeply imprinted in my heart.
When I got home, I locked myself in my room and tears came out like a broken line. I can't restrain my emotions. When my mother saw my door closed, she became anxious and asked, "Min Min, open the door! What happened today? " "Mom, I'm fine. Get out!" My mother opened the door with the key, and when I saw that I was crying into tears, I took a look at "128" on the table, and I understood.
She hurried downstairs, brought back a pot of day lilies that almost died, and held it in front of me. "Look, what is this?" "Isn't this the pot of daylily beside the garbage dump? Why do you want to bring it up? " "It rained a few days ago and faded by the wind and rain. Aren't you going to do this experiment in biology class? Just use it! "
The next day, the day lily on the balcony miraculously survived! I called my mother. Really, the yellow petals, slender stamens and fragrant fragrance are amazing. My mother picked up the day lily and said, "A few days of wind and rain made the world think it was impossible to survive, but after repeated weekly exams yesterday, did you really give in as others thought?" Aren't you the same as this regenerated daylily? Have the same goal and strive to achieve it. It has stood the test, and you? Can you survive? "
Yes, if fate breaks the sail of hope, please don't despair, the other shore is still there; If fate withers the beautiful petals, please don't sink, spring is still there; There will be endless failures and setbacks in life, please don't be helpless and desperate, because the road is still there, the sunshine is still there, and the hope is still there.
From that day on, I cut off a piece of HEMEROCALLIS HEMEROCALLIS petal and made it into a specimen, which will always accompany me, my monthly exam, my senior high school entrance exam and my future! "Hemerocallis don't bloom at the beginning, and the educated youth emperor brings back the spring." Hemerocallis, Hemerocallis, if you are worthy of Zhang Gong, you are worthy of your reputation as a "girl without worries". I believe that your company can make me forget the sorrow, no longer depressed, and get better results in the first junior high school exam!
Accompany excellent composition 9 when flowers bloom, there are green leaves to accompany them; When athletes run on the runway, they are accompanied by shouts; When the train passed by, there was a roar, accompanied by my father's eyes.
An encouraging expression
I am a very introverted child, and I am not good at talking with unfamiliar people.
One summer when I was seven years old, my father took me to McDonald's. My father and I ordered a good meal and looked at me and took money out of my pocket. I know my father wants me to order. I said, "Dad, can I not go? I'll see things here. Go! " "Let's go! I'll wait for you here! You can do it! " Dad encouraged me to say. Holding the money tightly, I walked slowly to the service desk and looked back at my father, who was looking at me as if encouraging me to say, "Come on!" " "At this time, my mood is much calmer." Aunt, I think ... ""Well, ok, just a moment, please. " ......
"You see, it's not difficult to be with strangers!" Dad said happily. "Well, it's not difficult!"
Dad encouraged me to talk to others with my eyes.
A stern look
When I was in primary school, my self-control was not strong.
At that time, I was only one homework task away from looking up information on the Internet. I went to my father's house, saw him sleeping in bed, turned on the computer, and soon found the information I needed. When I saw it was still early, I thought: Let's play games for a while! Anyway, the homework is almost finished, so it's not too late to write it later. I started playing games. Over time, I only heard a sound of "hmm", which scared me. Looking back, my father was staring at me with a very stern and frightening look. Suddenly I felt very panicked and quickly turned off the game. Father asked heavily, "Have you finished your homework?" "Not yet." I'm embarrassed to answer. "Write!" I lowered my head and began to do my homework.
Dad's stern eyes enabled me to restrain myself.
look of expectation
Now, I'm going to the examination room, and my father looks at me expectantly: "Review well! Come on tomorrow! "
Dad's eyes accompanied me to the senior high school entrance examination.
Dad's eyes have been with me for 15 years. When I encounter difficulties, I will think of my father's encouraging eyes; When I make a mistake; I will think of my father's stern eyes; When I want to succeed, I will think of my father's expectant eyes, and my father's eyes will accompany me to overcome difficulties, correct mistakes and move towards success!
Accompany excellent composition 10 companionship is the longest confession.
-inscription
"Old man, where have you been? The meal is ready. Why is there no one there? " Grandma said discontentedly.
It happens every day. In the evening, grandma shuffled to the hearth to cook for grandpa with leg disease. But when the meal was ready, grandpa was gone again. Grandma often scolds Grandpa: "You must be fooling around somewhere again." Grandma has a bad temper and grandpa is gentle. I really don't know how these two people got together.
So, I ran to ask my grandmother, "Grandma, do you love Grandpa?" How did you two meet in the first place? "
Grandma suddenly blushed and scolded, "dead girl, ask some puzzling questions." What kind of love can our older generation have? We just want to see which one is good for us and get married if we can accompany ourselves for a lifetime. I was confused at that time, so I married him. I didn't want to go with him at that time, for fear of losing my face. In the end, I actually accompanied him for most of my life. " Grandma smiled and pretended not to like the answer. Speaking of grandpa, the mud yarn in her eyes disappeared, as if she had let out light, and her face was flushed like a girl.
It is said that Grandpa once gave Grandma a pearl bracelet. Grandma couldn't bear to wear it, so she carefully wiped it over and over again, carefully put it in a dark box and held it out every day. Grandma likes begonia. Grandpa planted a begonia tree in front of her house and watered it every day, rain or shine.
At this moment, the door clicked open and grandpa came back. "What are two people talking about? It's so hot. " Grandpa asked curiously. Grandma cried again. "Come and eat, the food is cold, and I don't care if you have a stomachache later." Grandpa replied, "I just went to water your tree." It has blossomed, but it is beautiful. You have to go and see it later. "
Grandpa and grandma came under the tree and sat on a small bench. Begonia flowers fell on the shoulders of the two old people one by one, and slowly fell to the ground, sketching a beautiful arc in the air. Pink petals are very small and light. The setting sun is already on the horizon, and smoke from the chimney surrounds them. Smoke fills the air, as if it were true. There is a faint fragrance in the air, not secular, not strong, just elegant. This beautiful scene seems to be similar to the two people more than forty years ago. The same person, the same tree, doing the same thing. Forty years later, it's still the same.
I don't envy couples kissing in the street. I just hope that in my twilight years, someone will spend the rest of my life with you.
Companionship is the best love, which can resist all the hard and warm years in the world and all the cold.
With the excellent composition 1 1 "I said that you are an April day on earth, your laughter lit up all around, and you danced lightly in the glory of spring." Since I met you, you seem to have been weaving literary dreams for me. At that time, I was ignorant and always loved to hear you recite quatrains. I don't understand the beauty of poetry, but I am moved by your cadence and beautiful melody. Listening to you describe the ancient rhyme of rain and ink painting in your heart makes me feel that the days when you accompany me are like a grand peach blossom banquet belonging to literature, sweet and moist. You are so deep and elegant.
I remember you said you would take us children to Beijing to see if a famous school is worth fighting for; I remember you said that the advantage of learning is not cleverness, but perseverance; I also remember the firm voice "As long as you can expect, you can go all out". Never dare to forget, always urge yourself. At that time, it was midsummer, and the phoenix tree sprinkled the cool green of the earth, paving the way for the light and shadow we walked together. That's what you are. You're so passionate and you're so struggling.
You look at each of your children with bright and clear eyes, and you know clearly whether they are happy or worried, or noisy or noisy. You wrote down the words "quiet inside" on plain rice paper, and you faintly chanted "You can't be clear without indifference, and you can't be far without quietness." You led us to seek tranquility and peace from Thoreau's Walden, which completely distracted me from my achievements and made me suddenly enlightened when I was impetuous. You were very persuasive. I remember you.
Being with you for just three years seems like a sleep, but it was this sleep that brought me a happy dream. In my dream, it left traces, filled with the laughter of passers-by, echoed with the songs of the wise, the parting of human feelings in the Grand View Garden, the lofty aspirations of Juyitang on the water margin and the implication of the three knots in Taoyuan, which turned this masterpiece into a paved road and helped me to succeed. Now that I think about it, the days when you accompanied me were like a cool misty rain, sprinkled on my brow before the flowers and under the moon.
"I wish you a bright future and happiness in the world." A tune sounded softly. Is it your erhu chord? Your days with me are over, and I will practice for you all spring.
For three years, you have impregnated me with words and accompanied me. I am young and strong, you are strong, and spring scenery is also strong; Three years later, I remember you, you are a glass of clear water wine, you are full, you are full of thoughts.
Remember this article: You have been with me for three years. You can come to me often if you like. I am your "sister Xiu Xiu".