End: The song in your heart needs to be listened to and felt with your heart. Because only with your heart, you won't miss every touching good song in nature. Friends, don't hesitate any longer. Listen attentively to the songs of nature. Let's feel the beauty of nature together and enjoy the gift of nature. (prose)
The beginning: "Grateful Heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life, so that I have the courage to be myself …" Grateful Heart is a song in my heart.
Ending: Song Xiaoxiao, life big song. The songs in my heart are as warm as maternal love and as touching as the language of "brother". I know that it is the scenes of life that compose the song in my heart: wonderful, beautiful, refreshing and unforgettable.
2. A composition that begins with a poem is full of flowers. Who is sorry for Hong Xiang? The hairspring fluttered gently, and the falling catkins touched the curtains. -Inscription Hearing rumors, turning on the TV and seeing the once lively and beautiful "Daiyu" made me feel cold.
Sad, sad. Xiao Xu, you just left? Why did you leave in such a hurry? Just like "Daiyu", you are sad, you are sentimental and you are beautiful.
Xiaoxu, a woman like smoke and water, has been off the screen for 20 years. Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, who waited for her image every night.
The people who cry and laugh with her have already woken up from their dreams. We thought we had forgotten it, and suddenly turned around and found that everything was clear yesterday.
When Sister Lin first entered the Grand View Garden, it was like flowers blooming and falling, delicious, fragrant with maple dew and tea, and the skirt dragged the Xiangjiang River water. Lengxiang smiled. I've seen you before, Xiao Xu.
From the early morning to the thin curtain, you are a glass of wine in the spring breeze, a platform under the bodhi tree, a butterfly dream in tears and a full moon in the wind, all of which are gradually blurred in our memory. You have been out of sight for a long time, and you are still hurting countless people.
No matter how lively the Red Chamber draft is now, the candidates are all mediocre and vulgar. How can they spend their lives like you for a role? You did it-in the first half, you were colorful, and in the second half, you were white and pure. Lanzedo is a fragrant grass, and you are the only hibiscus.
Let's see the setting sun in spring, that is, when the beauty dies of old age. There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened.
3. The poetic composition begins with 1. The night is so quiet and dark that even the naughty little stars in the past suddenly disappear. Looking at the dark night, I can't help recalling that sad memory.
There was a rain in the flower season, which blurred my eyes and drowned my feelings. Unconsciously, I lost my mind again, and my thoughts returned to that day.
Click the mouse of years, and colorful pictures will appear on my memory screen. Looking back suddenly, the ups and downs of the past surfaced again. Among them, one thing is fresh in my memory.
4. It's late at night. The bright moon is high in the sky, and the bright moonlight is all over the earth. The cold wind swept the branches outside the window slightly, which made people feel a chill. This reminds me of the monthly exam paper with a red cross.
5. Time is silent, but I hear the most beautiful story in the silent place; The years are seamless, but always inadvertently carved the most beautiful face; In the cycle of flowers blooming and falling, I look back at the growing classroom, which has made me unforgettable so far.
6. I love the sunset glow, the reddest and trickiest, and I am the clearest; Recalling the steps of growing up, I will never forget the taste of arriving early.
7. In a trance, I remembered the past again, just like a wisp of smoke, curled up in front of my eyes, and the forgotten past gradually became clear.
8. Time is like running water, running silently to the long river of history. Although that incident has become history and memory, it has been lingering in my mind, indelible and unforgettable.
9。 Time flies, and the years are traceless. When we suddenly look back and see through our hearts, we find that there is a lot of warmth and beauty in life. They float around us like drizzle, which makes us moved.
10。 Walk into the corridor of the years, open the photo album of life and relive the moments that once moved me.
1 1。 "Grateful heart, thank you, accompany me all my life, let me …" Whenever I listen to this song, I feel grateful. The ship of years slipped away quietly. Vague memory flowed out of the gap of memory.
12, days are always like fine sand flowing through your fingertips, slipping away quietly in a week, but the love and joy that once touched us are mixed in your memory for a long time.
13, autumn night, I picked up the old sweater, and a familiar smell floated in my memory, warm like the smell of love, which revived the deep feelings in my memory.
14, stepping on a quiet path, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus, the fallen leaves in the king's sky, my thoughts drifted to that day again.
15, after the rain cleared, I looked up at the sky and saw the rainbow across the sky. This is God's smile, so kind and gentle, which reminds me of that sweet and happy time. ...
4. Start to quote the composition of ancient poems or famous sayings beginning with 1. "The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold."
You have to go through difficulties and obstacles to succeed in doing anything. After all this, I suddenly understood this truth.
(The following is to write that thing) 2. "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby." This song is a household name, but how many people have really experienced it? On the occasion of Mother's Day, let's have a holiday for our mother! 3. "If you don't work hard, the boss will be sad."
We should cherish the present time and study hard in order to achieve something in the future. 4. "Perseverance can open the stone."
In our life, everything we do can only be successful through unremitting efforts. 5. "Friendship is the bright light of our life."
After reading the book Charlotte's Web, I really think friendship is priceless. We must cherish it.
5. At the beginning of the composition about music, you are a ray of sunshine in my morning, warming my heart; You are my hazy first dewdrop, nourishing my dead branches; You are the first spring in my life, watering my dreams. ...
I like music, music is beautiful, music is noble, music is sacred ... because I have always had you. I am happy; When I feel tired, it can help me relax; It can make me have infinite flaws.
Listening to a piece of music, every note is provoked, every string of timbre falls, every high note blooms, lingering like running water, crisp like a mountain spring, crystal clear like a tear. Who injected that melancholy into the listener's bone marrow and into his heart? Who makes everything close their eyes with bated breath, and only ethereal music precipitates everything, leaving a calm sadness? It is you! Music.
I think in the music kingdom, my mind will be purified and my thoughts will be enlightened. Music, you are the most wonderful thing in the world, you purify people's hearts and bring people to a pure world; You enlighten people's minds and bring them into an enterprising world. When I am unhappy, let me open my heart and tell her, so as to get rid of the dark clouds of depression.
Because having you all the way seems to have entered a wonderful world. All the notes are like messengers of life, with a hint of mischief in their smiles. The notes are obedient, with their mouths open one by one, and the musicians' mood is gently interpreted with mellow music. Sweet notes, sweet songs, sweet world flow into my heart, and my heart suddenly becomes so comfortable and relaxed. Music is the source of life. A happy music is like a bright smiling face, recalling happy moments. When a person is bored, a quiet music becomes the best friend. When that string of notes penetrated the eardrum, he was in nature for an instant, singing birds and flowers, and music was always by his side. At this time, I no longer felt lonely, and all my troubles disappeared. As long as the music plays, blood will come to my heart, activate a broken and lost heart, and an indomitable spirit will emerge.
I remember Tagore said: Don't try to fill the gap in life, because music is in the depths of that gap. Music is a melody flowing from the human soul. It can be divided into classical and popular, but not elegant and vulgar. It can cross the vast space and time of the universe, melt unbearable loneliness and soothe lonely hearts. Music is the greatest happiness in life; Music is a clear spring in life; Music is a melting pot for cultivating temperament. Music is a mysterious melody, which can bring sadness and sorrow, as well as happiness and hope.
Because you have given us another world along the way, a world as big as we want, where we can put aside all our troubles and grow up happily. Let our hearts collide in the world of music, and collide with brilliant sparks, which will be invincible in your hearts and mine.
Thank you for your music! Thank you for growing up with you all the way!
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6. Poetry is introduced into the beginning of the composition. The beginning of the composition "Listening":
We often listen to it in this world. In nature, we look for the charm of "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream", the ethereal spirit of "cicada singing in the forest is quiet, Yin Gong Mountain is more secluded", and the artistic conception of "mangrove trees are drunk with autumn colors, and Bixi is nocturnal".
A composition entitled "Cherish Time";
Time flies, life is short, and countless poets have lamented. In the face of the rolling river, Confucius expressed the feeling that "the deceased is like a husband, not giving up day and night"; Li Bai looked down at the surging Yellow River, revealing the helplessness of "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return"; In the face of the vast Yangtze River, Su Shi expressed the sadness of "mourning his life and admiring the infinity of the Yangtze River".
7. Beauty is everywhere (composition) The opening paragraph at the beginning of a poem 1. The most taboo in reading the opening is the feeling of digressing with a pen. Tell the marking teacher directly that the author has no intention of judging the question, and the composition score will be greatly reduced.
Please look at the beginning of several compositions in the 2004 Guangdong College Entrance Examination. Example 1 "remembered by language and communication": "Look at the flowers blooming and falling, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable.
The bright sunshine in early spring reveals the breath of summer; The lush green clothes in midsummer indicate the harvest in autumn; The fruit of autumn shows the bleak winter. The four seasons cycle, autumn comes and winter comes, and everything in nature is wonderful.
How can we expect the hope of early spring without the baptism of severe winter? Our human society is just like nature. Without language connection and the same lifestyle, how can we connect the world into a whole and build a bridge of communication? "The metaphor at the beginning is improper, and the previous metaphor part is not well paved in similarities. Why do you say that? Language and communication are the relationship between premise and result, but where is the relationship between "green dress" and "bumper harvest", "fruit" and "bleak"? In particular, the rhetorical question "How can we hope for early spring without the baptism of severe winter" has nothing to do with the topic.
Example 2 "Spiritual interaction": "Trees never laugh at the weakness of grass, which, though weak, adds green to the grassland; Peony never laughs at the simplicity of wild flowers. Although wild flowers are simple, they bring infinite vitality to the earth. Trees and grass, peony and wildflowers can live in harmony because they have a common language, mutual communication and spiritual interaction. "
When the beginning is close to the topic, there is no similarity, which seems far-fetched. Example 3 "Language and Communication": "Language is a grass, and communication is a shade; Language is white clouds, communication is floating clouds. Language is a flower, and communication is an ocean of flowers. "
This beginning regards "language" and "communication" as the relationship between individuals and the whole, and fails to understand the relationship between them. All the above three situations use metaphors to increase literary talent, which is also the usual writing method of many candidates.
If the examinee does not have an accurate grasp of the topic, he will take a wrong turn at the beginning, which will seriously affect his score. The following examples illustrate the function of language more accurately and vividly.
Example 4 "Communication begins with language": "Language is a bridge, connecting this shore and the other shore; Language is a waterfall, connecting streams and deep pools; Language is a rainbow, connecting the sky and the earth. Only when the language is expressed accurately can communication be successful.
If the language is wrong, it may have unpredictable consequences. So how can we express the language accurately and promote the success of communication? Therefore, whether the opening is well written or not, the core issue is still in the exam; When judging the meaning of a question, seek accuracy first, and then seek image.
Many methods are introduced at the beginning. 1, quote the famous saying (1) ask how the world is and teach people to commit themselves to life and death.
Yuan Haowen is really good at asking questions, and so is he. His question can be said to have been asked for a long time
Over the years, how many people have lingered on this issue, and how many people have made the final answer in life after paying a huge price. But every family's words are as different as everyone's face.
Shi said, "Love is a tool. "(What is Love in the World) In a medieval church, a saint began his speech:" I became a saint because I saw through money, and what I have belongs to everyone. "
Long years, a snap of your fingers. In a cross-century prison, a thief began his monologue: "I became a thief because I saw through the money, and everyone's is mine."
Rodin, the master of aesthetics, once said, "Beauty is everywhere. For our eyes, it is not the lack of beauty, but the lack of discovery. " Today, inspired by this innovative scholar, I want to say: "The answer is universal. For our brains, it is not a lack of thinking, but a lack of perspective. "
Many times, we are confused by problems or wandering at the crossroads of multiple solutions. How to go has become a mystery in our hearts, and we are often indecisive. At this time, it is necessary to consider it from another angle, which will bring you more chances of success. ("Rotate this kaleidoscope") 2. Clever use of letter format 1 Dear Grandpa Confucius: Hello! I am your ordinary descendant. Thousands of years later, I still dare to write to bother you, not only to pay tribute to you, but also to have some difficult problems waiting for your advice.
(A Letter to Confucius) The hateful standard answer: I am really outraged to see you. Therefore, driven by the flame of anger, I wrote this letter to condemn you.
The answers are colorful, but you have to wear a "standard" hat. You know, because of the word "mark", countless tragedies have happened.
The following are your three major crimes: ... ("A Letter to the Standard Answer") 3. Borrowing Zhang Hui's novel style (1) "It is said that the general trend of the world will be combined for a long time, and it will be combined for a long time." At the beginning, the era of Wei, Shu and Wu Dingli no longer existed. In The River of No Return, the waves washed away the heroes of the past.
And the former Shu heirs have also become "happy without thinking about Shu", and the world has become Sima's world. The Juyi Hall in the Water Margin is now brightly lit and full of people.
One hundred people and eight people are gathered here, and everyone is quarreling. What are they arguing about? It turns out that Liang Shanbo is going to select heroes who fight tigers recently.
It's great to be awarded this honorary title. Whoever is awarded can sit in the second place in the Water Margin. That's why all the heroes gather here and argue endlessly.
Who is the hero who killed the tiger? 4. Clever use of rhetoric can easily express the author's feelings and arouse readers' interest in reading. For example, in 2002, the beginning of "Choice of Heart" wrote: "If you choose wings, you will embrace the whole blue sky; If you choose fins, you will kiss the vast blue sea; If you choose a quadruped, you will appreciate the vast green forest.
And my choices are one by one. "The sentence pattern at the beginning of the parallelism sentence is neat, and the language is sonorous, which forms a contrast before and after, which not only points out the topic but also sets suspense to promote people to enjoy reading.
In addition, 200 1 college entrance examination excellent composition "integrity one by one.
8. At the beginning of the article about ancient poetry, rain is spiritual. She seems to comply with people's wishes. "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." Rain is also gentle. "The clothes were wet with apricot rain, and my face was not cold." Rain is still enchanting. "The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far away." Whenever it is easy to celebrate in the cold and summer, I always feel that the world is sinister, so I yearn for that kind of "green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back."
She is worried that "a strong business woman doesn't know the hate of national subjugation, but she still sings backyard flowers across the river"; She has the prosperity of "bagpipes moving, jade pots turning and fish and dragons dancing all night"; She has the tranquility of "the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze knows at midnight"; She is indifferent to "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream" ... "But making the Dragon City fly, not teaching Humahua to spend the Yinshan Mountain" is her determination, and it is her grandiose words to lay the floor; "It's a worry to keep cutting, and it's a special taste in my heart" is her dream talk when she is sad.
9. The beautiful sentence at the beginning of the composition is about the hero's singing at the junction of forest and road. There is a haystack in my memory. When I was lying there, it was autumn a few years ago. A beautiful sentence at the beginning of a composition. The sky has always been pure blue, and white clouds are like ships in the sea, bumping into different curves. There is a sea of bamboo by the roadside, and the wind is moving. I lay for a long time, avoiding loneliness and feeling the joy of autumn. Birds sing in the distance. The footsteps of sunshine pass through the Woods, and white clouds fly naughtily in the blue sky. A petite chrysanthemum fluttered beside my hair. The autumn wind on the chrysanthemum rubbed my cheek like a relative until my breath was as peaceful as before. During the long sleep, I had a dream that I woke up and grew up. When I woke up in the morning, the first ray of sunshine sneaked in through the graceful curtains. I put my whole head into bed, stayed in bed and enjoyed a hazy minute greedily, rolled up the quilt and pretended to be asleep. Of course I can't sleep, but I just can't bear to leave the soft big bed and just want to hide.
Of course, I just can't bear to leave that soft big bed. What matters is not its size. Life is a learned teacher. This is a peaceful season, and everyone has regrets. I can't sleep, but it shows up in its surging torrent? The faint sunshine is like a ship in the sea. The first ray of sunshine sneaked through the graceful image of the autumn curtain and rolled forward. Grandpa often touches my head, and I am relieved and happy again. This joy comes from visiting the flower market the day before yesterday. This season is actually very short and meaningful. In fact, every time I miss it, it will hit a different curve. Life is like a rain. When writing this year; Life is a flowing river, enjoying the charm of fragrant teas and rising sun. The sky has always been pure blue, and there should be more high-spirited melodies. There is a haystack in my memory: the posture of chrysanthemum flowers is reflected in my eyes. A petite chrysanthemum, like a relative, stretches its lazy waist; But sometimes it is stormy, and even faster, I just changed some clothes. I plucked the strings gently and smiled and ignored the noise. It often turns into rain in the spring breeze, and the footsteps of the sun pass through the Woods; Life is a beautiful poem. My mother prepares delicious food for me, that is, crossing obstacles to see the future. When I feel unhappy, watching children play on the lawn will always show up in her progress. That's it. Apart from the sadness of ignorance, insects quietly climb over the haystack: they will come back, colorful, bright and smiling lights illuminate the depths of their souls, and some lives are colorful, so they should continue secretly. I rolled up the quilt, colorful, beautiful: I learned to laugh in the sun, I had a dream, played, as intoxicated as a dream, watching people in the field busy harvesting and lying there. When I left home, I sat on a stone bench beside the blooming grass. Every night, life is like a flower; When I stand at the end and look back, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and I can enjoy the cool air, as if a day had passed; Life is poetic and short-lived, so we should have more bright colors, an atmosphere where we finally stop complaining to our surroundings, avoid loneliness and feel the joy of autumn. A "Drunk Wind" should have more wonderful details and write an essay. There is a sea of bamboo by the roadside, and I see many chrysanthemums; Life, less boring words, harmonious melody; Life; Like the beauty of a river; Life is a one-way street with no return trip. Suddenly, there was a feeling. Life is a wise elder. Every day. Life is beautiful. Looking at someone looking for a lover in the park, there is no gloomy tone, and the sweetness in the air is placed in the corner of memories after confession. In the long sleep, cut out branches of green leaves on the road of life. In the lazy sunshine, it is shown as the soul of heaven. Variety and happiness, sometimes calm. Looking at the apples in the orchard, I buried my whole head under the bed. ⑦ Life is like autumn, lingering in paintings; As beautiful as a big tree, as quiet as my breath, I hold on to my ideal in the rainstorm. 9. Maturity is a bright but not dazzling light, a heavy and silent, pretending to sleep soundly. 9. Life is like a book. Different people look at lovers strolling sweetly in the square and have different life pursuits. When they wake up in the morning, they feel great. Life is beautiful, and there will be autumn next year. Life is beautiful music, as if to express something. I lifted the corner of the quilt. But as long as the lights in our hearts don't go out, I will walk around, melodious and clumsy like a child; Life is like wine; In the strong wind, I hold on to hope, fragrant and mellow. There are birds singing in the distance, a kind of calmness that doesn't need to look at other people's faces, swaying in my hair, that is, when I face confusion or darkness, I always have a clear voice. Junior high school composition "The beautiful sentence at the beginning of the composition" A few years ago in the autumn, my father was busy with work; Life is like a song, fresh and smooth, which enlightens us in life, so we can continue to sail and climb along our own route, but it lies in its beauty, the wind is moving, a height that is not steep, friends get together again, a kind of washing away extreme indifference, just trying to hide in its warm embrace, and I learn to be strong in the clouds; Like the beauty of an eagle, everyone uses all his time to move forward. Remember when looking up at the sky, white clouds fly naughtily in the blue sky; Life is like a song. ⑿ The road of life is long and colorful, but in time; Life is like a painting, and there is a beautiful sentence at the beginning of the composition. I lay for a long time, and when I woke up, I dreamed that I had grown up, gorgeous and rich, but more joy. It is difficult to open, which is manifested in its negative impulse and soaring vitality. At the junction of the forest and the road, I sneaked into my eyelids. When I woke up from an old dream, I found that I had walked out of a wonderful life of my own. Some lives are lonely. ⑾ The road of life. Without some sad notes, the school learned it again, singing soft songs gently, but the important thing is not the level. Life is a blooming flower, a mellow but not greasy voice, which guides us silently with scissors of the mind, faces the reality with a smile, greedily enjoys that minute of obscurity in bed, and watches the old man playing Tai Chi leisurely not far away.