Finally found a cover, the bright moon is always the most dazzling one in the night sky. But I don't know if this is the bright moon in the Qin Dynasty or the jade plate in the Han Dynasty. I don't know if this is the month when people on the riverside first saw the moon, or the month when people were photographed by the river at the beginning of the month, the bright moon when Li Bai was full of alcohol, or the drunken bright moon when Dongpo was lying on the red cliff. It happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The sadness of life, with the bright moon slowly disappearing in the night sky, is covered by thick darkness. It should be very happy and does not need human appreciation, otherwise it will be shy. The sound of guns outside is endless, and it seems that it will take nine days to get the moon in the sky. But I only think this is a fantasy, like Li Bai's drunken dream of catching the moon in the water.
There is a breeze beating against the window outside, and there is a bright moon in my heart. It has been filmed in Qin, Han, Tang and Song Dynasties, and now tens of thousands of people admire it. But people in the house, eating moon cakes, drinking juice and watching programs will make the moon admire for decades or even hundreds of years.
The moon always evokes homesickness. That's it, to accompany the wanderer away from home, to leave his relatives for a long time, and to spend more time with the bright moon. The vagrant has no clothes left on him. Li Bai's "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then looking back, I suddenly remembered home" made the feelings of the wanderer vivid. Why? He is a vagrant. Although he is better than a fairy, he has a human heart. Strangers in a foreign land will inevitably shed a few tears and wet their clothes, but "clothes are not enough", and the friendship brought to distant families by the bright moon is also considered as "but it is true."
Today's neon lights and the dark earth in front of us are all bathed in the same bright moon, although the world is different. "The courtyard is as empty as water", like the moonlight shining on the earth forever.
The bright moon in the world is pure and natural, and the mud is not stained. So should a person. Being a gentleman in life is also a blessing for you to come.
The same bright moon hangs in my heart.
Let the moon shine.
I have heard the saying: "If you want to influence the world, you must start by changing yourself."
This is read to me by a lovely girl. I still remember her face as if it happened only yesterday. I have a vague feeling. When did this happen? I can't remember.
At the moment, I feel unbearable pain all over. When winter comes, I can't feel the cold, which makes me feel better. At least I don't have to worry about freezing to death. Being attacked by cold is the most terrible thing.
Imagine standing in the cold north wind. The wind will lift your collar and trouser legs. The wind will cut across your face like a knife, and you will feel pain in your face. A light press will make you numb and swollen, so I say a cold is a terrible thing. Once, I saw an old beggar crouching beside me, trying to get some warmth from me.
The beggar's body is full of bad smell, which makes me sick. I just want him to leave quickly. This old beggar really makes me sick. It was windy that day, and the old beggar looked desperate.
After a while, he began to sleep with his eyes closed, and gradually he lost any expression. I thought he had a good dream and kept complaining that he embarrassed me. I didn't know he was dead until the next day.
Now that I think about it, I feel guilty. Would I be so melodramatic? I didn't do this before, until that lovely little girl appeared.
She always likes reading and telling stories around me. She said that, stood up and jumped a few times, and ran briskly. She told me that sentence. I didn't understand this sentence before. I watch her help others with a sweet smile every day. That little happiness will satisfy her one day.
My heart is getting softer every day, and I always want to help someone, even if it is fatal to me. I began to shelter the homeless from the wind and rain, let naughty children create on me, and even an alcoholic vomited filth next to me.
I used to be angry, but since I met this girl, I don't care about all this. The wind is blowing, my body is creaking, and I seem to be falling asleep. This is the first time I want to sleep.
I think of that girl. She taught me how to care about others, but she left. Where did she go? I don't know, okay? Neighbors laugh at me as a wall I can't chew. I know, I'm exhausted to shelter those poor people from the wind and rain. Suddenly, I want to hug the earth, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and a voice in my heart tells me to sleep! In the early morning, the streets are full of ruins, and the trees on both sides seem to shake their leaves sadly and discontentedly.
The eyes of the opposite wall are full of disdain, only the street children have tears in their eyes and their lips are crawling. Ears pricked up, I can only hear the sound of cicada wings broken: "Change yourself and influence the world."
That is an unforgettable sentence on that wall, which is very profound. Everyone who comes to this world is faced with a major topic-life.
Everyone has his own outlook on life, either consciously or spontaneously; Not clear or vague; Either organized or unorganized. Some people have very unified thoughts, and their outlook on life has been formed very early, and has not changed much for decades.
But some people have fierce and frequent ideological conflicts, and their outlook on life has changed again and again. Outlook on life is the helmsman of life.
A good helmsman can lead us from victory to victory, and a poor helmsman may lead us to the Bermuda Triangle. Therefore, we should choose a good helmsman for every journey of life, resolutely replace the incompetent helmsman, and let ourselves be glad of your arrival.
We can see that everyone has a different outlook on life. So what kind of outlook on life is correct? Is our outlook on life correct? We can't expect such a helmsman to be right from beginning to end.
The idea of once and for all is unrealistic. Therefore, we may make major adjustments to our outlook on life many times, and even our outlook on life is completely opposite to that of ten years ago.
However, one thing is basic. Changing the outlook on life is to adapt to the changes in the environment and move forward on the road of self-realization. The purpose of life is to realize yourself, not to destroy yourself.
Self is the center of the universe, and those who lose themselves will lose everything. We should proceed from reality and respect reality, and self is the greatest reality.
Of all the things we can have, the most important thing is ourselves. For those who have lost themselves, it is necessary to realize that they would rather lose the whole world than change back to themselves.
For those who doubt themselves, deny themselves and are ready to give up on themselves, we should let them know that a person's greatest sorrow is not knowing the value of his existence. From the ideological and moral lessons in primary schools to the ideological and political education in universities, they should be swept into the dustbin, because students are not taught how to respect themselves first, and people are not guided to respect their life, health, youth, personality, career, love and so on.
The purpose of life is to realize yourself, not others. We can't take other people's cars. The specific goals and ways to achieve self vary from person to person.
Those whose ideals are consistent with reality are lucky, but those who are opposite to reality are unfortunate. Most of us have to make some choice between ideal and reality. Immature thoughts often don't know the truth that you can get by giving up, and don't know that "wisdom lies in learning to ignore."
People's energy is limited, even those who have made great achievements can feel it, so we should concentrate on breaking through instead of attacking from all sides. The division between ordinary people and great men is not only redundant, but also harmful to thought.
There is no insurmountable gap between the ordinary and the great. When we set up an ideal of life or review our achievements, it is unnecessary to label it as "ordinary" or "great".
It is very dangerous to let your life deviate from the normal track because of vanity. A good life experience is the real wealth of life.
Our life should be rich and colorful, and we should not turn ourselves into money-making machines or thinking tools. We should liberate ourselves from slavery.
Life is priceless, so life is not.
3. Read the following materials and write an article of not less than 800 words as required. I'm glad you came.
Professor Yu Dan from Beijing Normal University felt that "I am the peak when climbing the mountain". The sentiment of Yi Zhongtian, a professor at Xiamen University, is: "Life is like climbing a mountain. Not everyone can climb to the top of the mountain, but it is good to climb it; Not everyone has to climb to the top of the mountain, but step by step. "
Yu Dan emphasized climbing to the highest point, while Yi Zhongtian valued BBK and worked step by step. Yu Dan attaches importance to the result, while Yi Zhongtian attaches importance to the process. Of course, both are reasonable, but I appreciate Yi Zhongtian's idea more. Because there are too many variables in life, we should enjoy the process.
Let's start with Li Bai. He wrote in "Dream of Climbing Mount Tianmu": "I put on Xie's earliest nail boots and climbed the Qingyun ladder. ..... Dressed in rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one. With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, row after row, like hemp, is arranged with the image of a fairy. " It turns out that what Li Bai really wants to climb is not Tianmu Mountain, but heaven, but the greatest spiritual freedom! So he just looked at the foot of Lushan Mountain and wrote such an elegant poem as "Climbing over the eaves and climbing over the walls, three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days". On the ninth day of the month, five oceans caught turtles, four seas were at home, and Li Bai was chic all the way.
Besides, Du Fu. He passed by Mount Tai and wrote a poem "Looking at Yue": "How magnificent is Mount Tai! ? Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ... Once I climb to the top of the mountain and peek, I will see that other mountains are short under the sky ... "Its tail couplet coincides with Confucius' meaning of" Climbing the East Mountain is small, climbing Mount Tai is smaller than the world ",which has become an eternal story. But in fact Du Fu didn't reach the top of the mountain. He just wrote his own poems one by one, fully expressing his thoughts and feelings of worrying about the country and the people. He never thought "I am the peak", but he became a poet.
Another Anshi. After visiting Baochan Mountain, he wrote: "People can laugh at enough strength, but now they have regrets;" People who can't do their best can have no regrets. How can they be ridiculous? "An enjoyable tour made Wang Anshi regret it. Summing up the experience and lessons, he carried out drastic reforms. Although Sima Guang abolished the new law, Wang Anshi had a clear conscience.
Look at Su Shi. The ups and downs make him no longer ambitious, and the short red cliff is enough to make people feel relaxed and happy. He "whistled for a long time", echoing Tao Qian's "going to Gaodong to slow down the whistle and writing poems in a clean way", but he just did what he could.
Yao Nai's description of watching the sunrise on the top of Mount Tai in Qing Dynasty is wonderful, but I prefer his sentences about climbing mountains, such as "Cangshan endures snow" and "fragrance grows in the fog". How many mountains can you climb in your life? So just say "just climb" and "one step at a time".
Li Hehuai took a lead rafter (qiàn, a wooden board used for writing in ancient times) and eventually became Shi Gui; May is famous for wearing cloth bags. It's good to be willing to climb to the top, but it's better to be glad that you came.
Test analysis:
Students write this composition, mainly with the following ideas:
First, grasp "one step at a time" and write "Be practical" and "Don't aim too high". Obviously, it is too one-sided to see the forest for the trees.
Second, attach equal importance to the views of Dan and Yi Zhongtian. Or write prose, saying that "I am the peak of the mountain" is worth pursuing, but if you really can't climb to the top of the mountain, forget it. Climbing up will be practical. Or say, some argue about the views of Yu Dan and Yi Zhongtian in 400 words; Some demonstrate one third each, and then the two together demonstrate one third; Some wavered and didn't know who to support. They just said they would try to climb the mountain.
We say that the views of the two professors are reasonable, but their values are different. If both are equally important, both can't be written well, and the center of the article can't stand out. Although I fully understood the material, I didn't choose the angle. Therefore, these ideas are not good.
Third, demonstrate 100% Yu Dan's or Yi Zhongtian's point of view, not mentioning another professor's point of view, not quoting, noncommittally. This is not good either.
Fourthly, the debate between "Dan" and "Yi Zhongtian" is discussed. That's right.
4. Boring Sanhua Festival composition, 500 words, never on the eighth day of the second lunar month every year. The Naxi people living in Lijiang, Yunnan Province have a unique festival of sacrifice-"Three Flowers Festival".
"Sanhua" is the national hero of Naxi nationality. It is said that he is a god of war riding a white horse, wearing white armor, wearing a white helmet and holding a white spear. He protects the safety of Naxi people and is deeply admired by Naxi people. Naxi people believe that "Three Flowers" is the embodiment of Yulong Snow Mountain, the sacred mountain of Naxi people.
"Three Flowers Festival" is a grand festival for Naxi people to sacrifice "Three Flowers" and a national festival of Naxi people. It originated from Beiyue Temple Fair in Yuhu Village, Baisha Township, Yulong County, Lijiang, Yunnan. Naxi language is called "ode to three flowers", which means offering sacrifices to three flowers. During the "Three Flowers Festival", Naxi people dressed up for parties, singing and dancing, and the whole Lijiang became a world of singing and dancing.
Old Town of Lijiang, a world cultural heritage, is even more dressed up. The streets are covered with colorful lanterns and flowers, and the streets are crowded with people. In the "Three Flowers" Temple in Heilongtan Park, people placed offerings in front of the "Three Flowers" statue and burned a big column of incense. The old people played Naxi ancient music and danced Dongba music, praying for the blessing of the "Three Flowers" God.
The mighty "Three Flowers" god rode on a white horse and looked down at the people who came to sacrifice, as if to say, "I will bring you a happy life." The "Three Flowers Festival" embodies the hard-working and brave national spirit of Naxi people and the national belief that Naxi people advocate truth, goodness and beauty. It is the most important and distinctive festival of Naxi nationality.
If you are interested, you might as well come to Lijiang for the "Three Flowers Festival" and experience the folk customs of Naxi people. The "Three Flowers Festival" of Naxi nationality will make you unforgettable.
5. Fifth grade composition, write a spectacle, with about 300 words. You will get extra points after adoption. I heard that there is a famous Terracotta Warriors in Xi 'an, which is a famous spectacle at home and abroad. It is eight wonders of the world, and I will soon be able to witness the Terracotta Warriors and Horses that I have been longing for for for a long time. I was so happy that I immediately asked my mother to take me to visit, and my mother agreed.
Early in the morning, we went to Lintong by bus, bought tickets and walked towards the gate. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gorgeous ancient carriage, four horses, riding alone, very handsome. Further on, there is a sharp blade in a conspicuous place. This is a bronze sword. It is said that this sword has never been used.
In a short time, I followed the narrator to the place with the largest number of Qin figurines, including senior military officers, armored warriors, warriors in battle robes, armored military officers, kneeling figurines, vertical shooting figurines, and hundreds of operas. In addition to all the officials, all the figurines are the images of jugglers. I saw terracotta warriors and horses in battle robes, arranged in several rows, all lifelike, lifelike. These terracotta warriors and horses are as tall as humans, with different facial expressions, clothing styles and hairstyles. These magnificent terracotta warriors and horses amazed me. What extraordinary miracles the ancient working people in China created with their ordinary hands!
Today is really my happiest Sunday, which has opened my eyes. I'm so glad you came!
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6. Writing (Living Forest) "nanshan park" Composition Star Park and Daxikeng Reservoir are here. I'm glad you came, with blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters.
Reservoir, the green water surface is golden in the sun. The 5800-meter tree-lined greenway built on the mountain twists and turns.
On both sides of the road, pine trees and bamboo are lush, and the car has changed scenery. The pavilion on the hillside is full of azaleas. On the other side of the educated youth field, posters, slogans and houses are quite distinctive. However, it seems difficult for us to enter that closed era. Although we are very interested in history, there are many things we don't know and understand.
Feel the feelings of educated youth. On the way home, the riverside greenway along the riverside gate is built along the Xijiang levee, and the river wind comes slowly, which is another wonderful experience.
While enjoying the scenery of Jiangmen along the greenway, it is especially refreshing to appreciate the charm of Jiangmen's hometown of overseas Chinese.
7. Write a composition on the topic "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers, and death is as gorgeous as summer flowers". Write your own composition. Life is gorgeous like summer flowers, and death is gorgeous like summer flowers-don't let the burden bend your heart.
The autumn wind blows with the rustle of dead leaves. She turned gracefully, sweeping away the boldness of summer and the softness of spring, and turning around brought silence. The whole world is decorated with elegant gold, which is a beautiful picture. Sad but not sad, Xiaotian, who fell from the tree, used their thin serrated edges to cut the sky into bits. Bend down and pick up a fallen leaf, which has been excessively red and golden, and has experienced the baptism of vicissitudes. Although there are some moth-eaten holes and traces of regret, don't we have such traces of regret in our lives?
Beethoven was able to write lyrics and compose music alone when he was a child. A luminous song is more charming. The warm palace left your footprints. Around the auditorium, upstairs and downstairs, young people, old people and children who are obsessed with you can be seen everywhere. Your frivolous fingers turn into beautiful music like dancing, get into people's hearts and read your achievements from people's admiration. You are like a green leaf, and you have touched yourself with your career. It is so soft. Time flies. At the age of 25 or 6, you can easily sell your songs to publishers. In many styles of music, if you don't advance, you will fall back. You have created one touching song after another. You are so eye-catching, but you show signs of deafness when you are nearly 30 years old, but you never give in to fate and made a masterpiece "Symphony of Destiny". At this time, you are like an orange maple leaf, so confident. But by the age of 50, you will be completely deaf. The music made is getting worse and worse, and the audience on the pavilion is getting less and less. What is glory? this
The tune of war shows the oppression of fate, your resistance and your unyielding. But by the age of 50, you will be completely deaf. The music made is getting worse and worse, and the audience on the pavilion is getting less and less. What is glory? At this time, you are already a yellow leaf, and the past history is no longer owned. You were forgotten and buried in the soil with the wind, but you left a fortune. Money, though regrettable. When Beethoven's name is mentioned, everyone is so familiar and unfamiliar. Although Beethoven is far away from us, he will live in our hearts forever. He died peacefully, but this superficial calm can't hide the waves in his heart. He thinks the audience doesn't know him. He considers himself a failure as a musician. Actually, you don't have to think so. A person's ultimate career is not determined by a piece of music. You have so many excellent works handed down from generation to generation that you shouldn't end up with regret. In fact, what I admire most about Beethoven's greatness is his stubbornness of not giving in to fate, but in the end he still can't untie this knot. Why not? We also have many such frustrations in our lives. Although the wormhole is full of autumn leaves of life, it is your chance to show it and open the sky with your golden body that finally lands. Render the whole sky with your confidence. Beethoven's death really brought us a lot of regrets. His smile is so confident. He overcame his fate, but lost to himself. He works with a normal heart and lives with a normal heart. Like autumn leaves, he showed the beauty of his life at the end. The beauty brewed in that way is beauty. Looking at this yellow fallen leaf, I can't help thinking of its life. He is probably the strongest fallen leaf, and he resists the wind and snow on the thick branches. He is not afraid of storms. He exercised his strength in the storm and created a miracle. Kechun went to Qiu Lai, and before he found himself here, he was ruthlessly buried by time.
This kind of incompetence, from then on decadent, turned into yellow leaves withered, but the real autumn leaves drew a satisfactory full stop at the last minute. They proudly looked up at their sky in an arc, closed their eyes peacefully, but the dead leaves were buried in the soil with depression. Tagore once famously said, "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers and death as autumn leaves." But why not live with the idea that "life is as beautiful as autumn leaves and death is as gorgeous as summer flowers"? Don't let gorgeous baggage bend your heart, because that kind of life is not wonderful.