The river is full of smoke and waves, and the moon shakes the willows. Twilight, haze is multifarious, I wrote:

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

Who knows the sadness and hatred? Thinking in dreams is ethereal. At dusk, I was still standing alone, watching the broken leaves and flowers and the crying birds.

Juanran smiled beautifully and whispered faintly. Remember that this feeling has gone with the wind, it is better to dance while singing.

This is a reminiscence of the fleeting time. Unexpectedly, the years peeled off on the wall, the maple leaves stained the story, but my sky became gloomy and my dream was full of sadness. Think back to Wan Li, a colorful time-full of flowers.

When I first met this world, I thought everything was beautiful, bright and sunny. People told me that it was a mountain, and I knew it; People told me it was water, and I knew it. Clear and empty, thank God for giving me a colorful world.

However, it is this lotus-like sadness that has aroused ripples in my heart.

Everything has changed. The noisy world, noisy and flustered people look up from the clouds: like weeds that have been cut off and withered. And I'm not on the cloud, I'm swaying in the rustling wind. Black and white is upside down, right and wrong are confused, it is anger, it is exclamation, but it goes with the flow.

Ask Heaven: What is it?

Ask Heaven: Where am I?

Ask Heaven: Who am I?

Seeing mountains is not mountains, and seeing water is not water-this is also a realm. Driving the flowing water, I try my best to pursue and find my true self.

The opening of flowers, the singing of birds and the flowing of streams all contain my sadness.

I don't know when I can let go and shout: Hi Annola!

Maybe-

Blue sky, clear water, fragrant breeze, sweet laughter, that's me, a real me.

Remember that this feeling has gone with the wind, it is better to dance while singing.

Comments: This article is not poetry but better than poetry; Not a word, but as beautiful as a word. Flowing language and beautiful pictures give people an ethereal feeling. It can be asserted that this article can't be written without good knowledge of ancient poetry. After reading the whole article, I think: if we middle school students can recite hundreds of ancient poems, we can also say "poem Anna" to our pale composition.

Second, who am I?

Who am I?

Is it a fairy in a dream or a villain in reality? I don't know, so I took this question and embarked on the road of seeking talents.

"In a threesome, we must learn from each other ..." This is Confucius. I actually met sage Kong, and I respectfully asked, "Old gentleman, who am I?" Confucius did not answer me, but shook his head and continued to read: "Isn't it a pleasure to have friends from afar?" "alas!" I can't help but sigh, "Confucius is just a mortal, only knowing his' Four Books' and' Five Classics'."

"The road is long, Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down." Qu Yuan, he is Qu Yuan. A shriveled old man sat by the river, singing wildly. I asked like last time, "Master, do you know who I am?" Qu Yuan did not respond and stared at the running water. I don't have all the blood of Qu Yuan. I'm just an ordinary person who cares about himself. I don't deserve to talk to him.

Broken walls on all sides, sheltered from the wind and rain, and full of poverty, is this the home of May 6th? This secular master of "five buckets of rice don't fold" may know who I am. Before I could speak, I began to sing on May 6th: "Building a house is human, and there are no chariots and horses. When you ask what you can do, your heart is far away from yourself. " What does this mean? Do you know myself? I left May 6th with my head full of doubts.

"There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, and the poor in the world are happy." A sad and helpless poem came from the thatched cottage in the distance. Du Fu! Poet saint! This person who cares about the sufferings of the people can probably solve my worries! I spoke again: "Do you know who I am, old man?" Du Fu wrote ten characters on the wall of the thatched cottage: "When you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that other mountains are short under the sky." Poetry again, I can't understand it, I can't make it clear.

"The meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but between mountains and rivers!" He's an alcoholic! This old gentleman who drinks all day may know my sadness and melancholy. I didn't speak. I stood beside the drunk and watched him drink wildly. Finally, he squeezed out four words: "Enjoy with the people".

Suddenly, it dawned on me that the words of several sages were all wise sayings: understanding, loyalty, openness, loving the people and having fun together.

Be yourself, be sensible, loyal, open-minded and care about the people.

Comments: Among many articles about "I", this article wins with novel ideas and strange imagination. The article begins with doubts and cleverly sets suspense; In this paper, "I" talks with the ancients through the long river of history and discusses "who am I" to structure the full text, which is clear and coherent; At the end of the article, I learned from the writings of Confucius, Qu Yuan, Tao Yuanming, Du Fu and Ouyang Xiu that I am "sensible, loyal, open-minded and for the people", thus finding myself again. The novelty of this article is amazing. Although the article is a bit far-fetched, it is not easy as an urgent chapter in the examination room.

We are all familiar with the famous sayings in this article, because we have accumulated; But accumulation is not the ultimate goal. After reading this article, I thought: should I re-examine my accumulated books? The little author of this composition has given us the best answer.

Third, stare at yourself in the sky of flower season.

-A letter to myself

Dear Mako:

While you were sitting in the classroom, I was writing this meaningful letter in your heart.

Did you ever know that Gemini stars freeze your position in the sky, and Gemini looks at life with different faces? In front of your classmates, you always look at everyone with a relaxed smile and sunny eyes. You always keep a sunny mood, always try your best to convey happiness and keep a good mood. When you face yourself, you always look at yourself with a serious face, repent your mistakes one by one, stare at your heart with sincere eyes and ask yourself again and again. You are lively, you are quiet; You are tolerant, and you are strict.

Do you know how rich your heart is? You always cry for Sister Lin, who is "I don't know how many people died", feel sorry for asking how many sad ancestors you can have, hate Xin Qiji, who is "poor and white", and feel wronged for Yue Fei, who is "30 years old and famous, 8 thousand miles away". You are always intoxicated by Beethoven's Moonlight, Shakespeare's tragedies, colorful nature and the caress of your parents. You are simple and happy; You are passionate and infatuated.

Did you ever know that in the footprints behind you, there are your misplaced footprints? Don't care too much about other people's opinions, how many opportunities you have lost for your image; Don't care too much about the past, how many happy laughter you lost for past setbacks. Don't be careless about success, "everything you do is destroyed by your thoughts", and don't be discouraged by failure. "One day I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight across the deep sea."

Advantages and disadvantages are all part of your life. I know you've always wanted to do better, but why should you cry for the failure that you don't care about all your life? Why sigh for the slightest setback? I hope you can grasp yourself and face the future with confidence.

Finally, I wish:

Be happy every day and have your true self!

Someone you've always cared about.

June 2004 12

Postscript:

In the eyes of parents, classmates and teachers, I will always be an obedient, kind and diligent child, but they will never understand the other side of my heart. I hope to take off my mask and be myself. In the sky of flower season, I stare at my true self. In the colorful world, I sincerely wish myself: "Don't be surprised by humiliation, let the flowers bloom in front of the court;" I have no intention of staying, look at the clouds in the sky! "

Comments: Writing in the form of letters is an innovation; Writing a letter to yourself is even more unique. After reading this composition, we saw an innovative "I", an all-around "I", a perceptual "I" and a real "I". The greatest revelation of this composition is that a perfect composition should be written with "truth", "emotion" and "style".

The only fly in the ointment of this article is that the postscript ending is very complicated. If the content is reluctant, why not integrate it into the text? In order to change the present situation that the composition form is neither fish nor fowl.

Fourth, farewell, vanity

Dear vanity:

This may be the last time I call you that. I'm leaving. I won't forget spending three years with you, but … I really have to leave you.

When I pursue something, I am busy, but I am happy. However, God knows that party actually let me meet you-vanity, your dazzling colorful clothes, your proud quality, or Leng Yan's handsome appearance attracted me? Now I can't say clearly, but I know: I want you!

It may be that the pursuit around you is too careless, which is in sharp contrast with the enchanting you. Maybe she is not as ugly as you, but more likely she is sweating like a pig. ...

In short, I resolutely chose you.

In the following days, you really made me happy, the envy of my neighbors made me happy, and the praise of my fellow villagers made me confused. However, I also know exactly how much I have.

The bell is in a hurry, but you dragged me to the opera.

With you, I learned to pretend and cheat. Friends are in a hurry, teachers are in a hurry, but you force me to put on a show. Although there are some insincere encouragement, I obviously feel depressed and empty inside. Although the powder on the face can scare people overnight, the smell is very stinging. The cheongsam on your body may cover all the scars, but the pain can only be greeted with a smile.

"Are you unrealistic?" That day, I asked you, "I just want the outer packaging, not the inside."

I was startled.

Think about me for you, a simple friend, an unpretentious teacher, simple and humble, I completely gave up, in exchange for you, but it was empty!

I realized, I woke up, even if you dress beautifully, it's just a flash in the pan, with no talent, no incompetence, no virtue, only a deceptive face.

Vanity, I didn't see you until now.

You can bluff, cheat, play tricks, play tricks and degenerate. What else can you do?

There is nothing to say!

No face to face!

I'm leaving. Don't leave me, and you don't need to leave me. Your suitors line up, don't they?

I want to find my pursuit, my truth, goodness and beauty, my teachers and classmates, my liveliness, enthusiasm and generosity, and myself!

Maybe in some places, you will walk arm in arm with others and still dress up beautifully.

However, I won't miss you anymore!

middle school student

X year x month x day

Comments: The author compares before and after, stands firm on the basis of profound experience of life, and bid farewell to his former friend-vanity. The sharp words and teasing tone in the article make readers clearly understand the true face of vanity again. The use of personification has narrowed the distance with readers, thus making the feelings of the article appear sincere and delicate.

Our composition is used to writing characters. In fact, there are living, intelligent and thoughtful people.

Where is the verb (the abbreviation of verb) "true self"

The pupil of knowledge is full of colorful hopes, and the black fertile soil is full of doubts, impressively printing "Where is the real me".

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It seems that all my growing experiences tell me to shape a strong, perfect, rational and emotional person. Every day, every year, I sort out my messy thoughts in such advice; Every day, every month, I put my original true self into the melting pot of the world ... So, helpless, I ran in the tunnel of freedom and spent my life looking for the world printed with "truth", but I caught a pair of black claws: "Go back, my child, you originally belonged to the arena of life." I cried helplessly, and I always remember the fiery red one.

Life is like poetry, and poetry is like life. I don't want Fan Zhongyan's broad-mindedness and Li Bai's unruly. I don't want to have Paul's tenacity ... will the happiness brought by innocence come to me, and will I still have the nirvana of love and beauty, the rebirth of reason and affection? So I dusted off my body, rearranged my old bags, replaced the illusion of the past with dignity, and left a deep mark on my feet with my once firm steps. Step forward, face the distance, meet the glory of life without regrets, create the fiery red of life, face the evil wind and rain, and shout out "I" once.

Found, found, in the corner of pure emotion, "I" curled up there, covered in dust, dry eyes afraid to look up at the world. I shouted and gave me my childhood toy, but I didn't move. I'm disappointed. I asked the reason for the time, and he told me it was because of worldly affairs. Oh, where is the "true self"?

In the long journey of life, people's hearts need to soar in the blue sky and be baptized by wind, frost and sword; Need to swim in the sea and accept the test of stormy waves; Need to gallop in the wilderness and accept the sharpening of the thorn swamp. Everything is to make a heart black and blue. For vanity, for fame and fortune, when can I take off the mask of hypocrisy and return to my true self?

Build a bridge between you and me, between the world. Love is born in heaven and earth and exists in the heart. When you are young, you should pursue the light of truth, let things return to their original state and make the world cool!

Postscript:

Also a real life, covering up the voice of "should sigh".

Comments: The world is cold and worldly. This article is unique and insightful, with a small author and great vicissitudes, which is amazing. Under the slightly obscure language, we seem to see a cynical heart.

The baptism of wind and frost, the test of stormy waves and the sharpening of thorns and marshes may make a heart black and blue, but it may also make a heart strong. Since the author believes that "love is born in heaven and earth and exists in the heart", why bother to pursue the former "I" and deny the present "I"? Higher style and more positive ideological significance will make the composition more brilliant.

Sixth, the sunset is full.

The sunset glow is purple, as if to overflow the red dew. At this time, the sky is ethereal and the earth is ethereal. Even Pangu can't tell where the sky is and where the earth is. It was quiet all around, and I held my knees and listened to the evening songs.

At this point, my mind reflected infinite melancholy and resentment. The chaotic classroom during the day, unreasonable misunderstandings and explanations, scene after scene reappeared in my mind.

I need my true self, and I regret all hypocrisy. At this point, I can't help but talk about my life experience. When I was a child, I was a happy person, but as time went on, I changed, and I changed a lot.

After entering junior high school, I don't know what the specific reason is. I got into a bad habit of inadvertently starting with my classmate's pencil and then reaching into his wallet. It happened again and again, and later it was discovered by my classmates. There is no doubt that she exposed the long-hidden secret. From that moment on, I made up my mind to change, and I must change. I have been trying to change, but who among my classmates believes that I have been changing? That's because I don't know who did it, and things in the class have been lost. I am not qualified to refute my classmates' doubts about me. I have been silently enduring my classmates' complaints and always believe that one day I will get rid of this dilemma.

Gradually, I found it difficult to get rid of this dilemma. There is no way, I have to use a smiling face to hide the shadow in my heart, so I spent a painful day after day. It turned out that this was not a long-term solution. Some students who lost things wrote me a note and insulted me by calling me a parasite. How can I stand it? I feel much better if I stole it, but I didn't steal it. I explained to them again and again, but no one believed me. The idea of "leaving this world" appeared again and again in my young mind.

At this time, the sky is gray and the ground is gray. There is a big stone ahead, and I seem to be about to hit it. Everything is empty when you die? Inadvertently, I saw my parents' expectations of me again and withdrew this idea. A poem suddenly sounded in my heart: "Maybe our thoughts/never sound/maybe our path/wrong start/wrong end/maybe we lit a lantern/it was blown out by the strong wind …" I suddenly understood how to face the future with misty eyes.

"I walk quietly, just as I come gently. I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. " The self in life is not necessarily reasonable, but as long as it is sincere, it is extremely beautiful.

Strange stars hang on the top of the pole in the distance, and the lights of the shops in the distance overlap. At this time, the sky is high and the ground is high and the clouds are light. Even a child who is not sensible can tell which is the sky and which is the ground! "One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea." Tomorrow's sunset will be beautiful, and tomorrow I will be more perfect! I lit a lamp in my heart because I wanted to create a real me.

Comments: Wen Guiqing is true. In this article, the author described his personal experience in plain language, but when he got lost, no one understood him. After being depressed and confused, the author resolutely overcame himself and faced up to the reality, thus sending out the feeling that "I will be more perfect tomorrow"! As the saying goes, "Sunset is everywhere, and it is a heavy day."

In addition, it is also a major feature of the article to blend scenes and set off feelings with scenes.

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