1. Life is like a bunch of flowers, you can only see its beauty if you watch it carefully; Life is like a cup of green tea. Only by savoring it carefully can we enjoy the real taste. We should learn philosophy of life from failure, success and life.
2. Life is a blooming flower, beautiful, stretching and colorful; Life is a beautiful poem, fresh and smooth, with a long meaning; Life is wonderful music, with harmonious melody and melodious melody; Life is a flowing river, running endlessly and rolling forward.
3. Life is like a flower, colorful; Life is like a song, beautiful; Life is like wine, mellow; Life is like a poem, with profound artistic conception and colorful.
4. Life is a wise elder and life is a learned teacher. It often turns the spring breeze into rain, silently moistens everything, points out the direction for us and enlightens our lives.
5. The beauty of life is always displayed in her enterprising spirit; Just like the beauty of a big tree, it is displayed in its vigorous vitality. The beauty like an eagle is manifested in its soaring like the soul of heaven; Just like the beauty of a river, it is displayed in its turbulent rapids.
6. Life is beautiful and short. Some people are lonely, some people are colorful, and different people have different life pursuits; Life is a one-way street with no return journey, and everyone uses all his time to move forward.
7. Life is to face the reality with a smile and look at the future over obstacles; Life is to cut green branches on the road of life with scissors of the mind; In the face of confusion or darkness, life is like a bright and smiling lantern, illuminating the depths of the soul.
8. Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height, but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.
9. Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a calmness that doesn't need to look at other people's faces and colors, an atmosphere that eventually no longer attracts the surrounding, a smile that ignores the hustle and bustle, an extreme indifference that washes away, a thickness that doesn't need to be told, and a height that is not steep.
10. Life is like a book, with many wonderful details and few boring words; Life is like a song, with more high-spirited melodies and less sad notes; Life is like a painting, with more bright colors and less gloomy tones.
1 1. Life is a big encyclopedia, covering everything; Life is a lyre, playing multiple beautiful melodies: life is a flying horse clock, well wound, people will get a concentrated life.
12. The road of life is long and colorful, just like sailing on the sea on the horizon, sometimes it is calm; But sometimes there are storms and it is difficult to drive. But as long as the lighthouse in our hearts is not extinguished, we can continue to sail along our own route. The road of life is long and colorful: I learn to laugh in the sun and be strong in the cloud; I cling to hope in the gale, and I cling to ideal in the rainstorm; When I stood at the midpoint and looked back, I walked out of a life path that belonged to me.
The sixth beautiful paragraph of a beautiful sentence
"Three" contains philosophy and "three" contains intelligence. Sincerely seek advice, learn modestly, concentrate on seeking the law, and seek wealth through cooperation. Life is to gain enlightenment by repetition, to get gold from the sand in complicated phenomena, and to be ashamed to ask questions, learn knowledge and grow talents among all sentient beings. We are like this as individuals, and so is a nation. Reform and opening up, the revitalization of China, can not be separated from the support of all corners of the country, but also need the wisdom of friends from all over the world to help.
Needless to say, green vegetable fields, smooth stone wells, tall acacia trees and purple mulberry trees; Needless to say, cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, and the swift call to the son of heaven (lark) suddenly rushes to the sky from the grass. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turn the broken bricks over.
Needless to say, green vegetable fields, smooth stone wells, tall acacia trees and purple mulberry trees; Needless to say, cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, and the swift call to the son of heaven (lark) suddenly rushes to the sky from the grass. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turning over broken bricks, sometimes I meet centipedes; There is also Mylabris. If you press your finger on its spine, it will clap its hands and spray a puff of smoke from behind. The vines of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and Manglietia are intertwined. Manglietia has the fruit of Alternanthera philoxeroides, and Polygonum multiflorum has swollen roots. Some people say that the roots of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb are human-shaped, and they can become immortals after eating them. So I often pull them up, and I have been pulling them up constantly, and I have broken the mud wall, but I have never seen one of them like a person. If you are not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, like small coral beads, which are sour and sweet, and the color and taste are far better than mulberry.
Analysis: The articles recited in the first grade were boring at that time, but now I feel very enjoyable to read. First of all, the two "needless to say" arouse readers' interest, while "Zi Shan" is more attractive. Two "don't have to" is full of fun, so "short mud walls around" is even more fun! There are also "oil flies" and "crickets" behind, which are also full of childhood fun.
We are now walking a narrow and dangerous path, with a vast and boundless mire on the left and a vast and boundless quicksand on the right. There is a destination hidden in the fog ahead.
Appreciation: This is what rural people written by Lu Xun can't do. I like this sentence very much. He vividly described the concept of life of the country people at that time in profound and beautiful language. Lu Xun thought that rural people would not write such a "burning" punch line, and also wrote that the quality of rural people at that time was low, which laid the foundation for the later impermanence of writing.
However, it is everyone's intention to joke with impermanence, because he is frank, talkative and human, and it is also the place where he finds true friends.
Appreciation: This sentence reveals Mr. Lu Xun's admiration for impermanence, which can be seen from his respectful name "Mr. impermanence". Since even ghosts can be so human, why don't we be human? Therefore, Mr. Lu Xun also borrowed the impermanence of "valuing human feelings" to enlighten us. As a person, jurisprudence is important, but it should also be endowed with strong sympathy like Mr. impermanence. The whole article is permeated with the author's admiration and praise for the impermanence of life. First of all, I wrote about my fear of him when I was a child and compared it with my admiration for him now. I also compared Yan Luowang's stupidity with the horror of impermanence of death, highlighting the goodness of impermanence of life. The author also wants to tell us that even ghosts have such kindness. What should people do?
I refuse to put a panacea on my tongue. I can't think of "injustice" Naturally, what's the use of eating "drum pills" for more than 100 days? Still unable to break the edema, my father finally lay in bed panting. Please pay a visit to Mr. Chen Lianhe. This time it's Teba, and the ocean is ten yuan. He still wrote a prescription calmly, but he stopped using the pill of drumming skin, and the drug introduction was not very magical, so he poured it down after decocting for a long time, but he came back from the quarrel.
Brief analysis: Lu Xun studied medicine in Japan. In this paper, with his own personal experience, he profoundly exposed and analyzed the backward concept and current situation of China's medicine at that time. There is even a saying that "Chinese medicine practitioners are liars intentionally or unintentionally". With a profound medical student's conscience and insight, he hit the key point of the traditional concept of conformism, and also showed the ideological transformation process of saving lives first. In the future, China may lose a radical thought/strict ethics.
When Mr. Wang is absorbed in reading, it suits us very well. Some of them put paper armor on their nails to play with. I am a painter. I use a kind of paper called "Jingchuan Paper" to describe the Xiu Xiang of the novel one by one, just like the shadow writing when I study Chinese characters. The more books you read, the more you draw; I have never read a book, but I have gained a lot in painting. The most fragmentary are The Journey to the West's Dangkou Zhi and Xiu Xiang, both of which are very big. Later, because I needed money, I sold it to a rich classmate. His father runs a tin foil shop; It is said that I have become a shopkeeper now and will soon rise to the status of a gentleman. This thing is long gone.
Brief analysis: despite the strict instruction of Mr. Shou, the three pools are printing the moon, but they still can't stand the childishness in students' hearts. When he was absorbed in reading, he didn't find that his students were doing all kinds of things, some were putting paper nails on their nails to put on a good show, while Lu Xun was absorbed in painting ... All the feelings were so naive and unforgettable, maybe it caught my heart. I really don't understand myself.
The flower of success, people are only surprised by her present brilliance! However, at the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice.
When you take a shower, put your wet hair on your shoulders, walk through the golden flowers shaded by green trees, and walk to the yard where you pray, you will smell the flowers, but you don't know that the fragrance comes from me.
Has Chun spoken? But her great hidden power is so gentle to the world.
I feel a little bored when I hear the complicated rain in the middle of the night and get up early on a cloudy day. When I looked out of the window, the white lotus had withered and the white petals were floating in the water like a boat. There is only a small lotus leaf and a few pale yellow flower whiskers left on the stem. That red lotus, which was still in full bloom last night, stood gracefully among the green leaves this morning.
Still uncomfortable! -I wandered for a while, and there was a loud thunder outside the window. Then it rained heavily, and it rained harder and harder. The red-violet flower was scattered by dense raindrops. Under the empty sky, I dare not go down the stairs or think about it.
The rain did not subside, but red-violet did not waver. Raindrops kept beating, only on the brave and kind lotus leaf, some weak water droplets gathered.
Mom! You are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the rain in my heart is coming. Except you, who is the shade under my unobstructed sky?
———— Excerpted from the lotus leaf. Mom.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the bushes, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican. -& lt； Moonlight in the lotus pond >
That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed over. It never rains but it pours. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou, and I plan to go home with my father.
I went to Xuzhou to see my father, saw the messy things in the yard, and thought of my grandmother. I can't help crying. Father said, "Well, don't be sad, but God never shuts one door but he opens another!" " "
To get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up. Father is a fat man, so it is naturally more troublesome to walk there.
It was not difficult to see him limping to the railway and leaning down slowly, wearing a small black hat, a big black jacket and a dark blue cotton robe.
-& lt； Back off >
Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom has withered, but it has blossomed again. But, smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where is it hidden? They escaped by themselves: where are they now?
I don't know how many days they gave me; But my hands are getting empty. Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days slipped away from me quietly; Like a drop of water on the tip of a needle in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow. I can't help bursting into tears. -I'm in a hurry.
The sparkling green of Meiyu pool attracts us; We started chasing her clutch light. Grasping the grass, climbing the rocks, leaning down carefully and bowing on a stone dome door, we reached the edge of the swimming pool. Waterfalls are between sleeves; But there is no waterfall in my heart. My heart swings with the green of the pool. Intoxicating green, like a huge lotus leaf, is covered with strange green. I want to embrace her with open arms; But what an illusion this is. Standing by the water and looking at that side, it actually feels a little far! This paved thick green is really cute. She is loosely wrinkled, like a skirt dragged by a young woman; She gently fiddled with it, like a beating virgin's first love heart; She is smooth and shiny, like "bright oil" and soft as egg white, which reminds people of the softest skin they have ever touched; She doesn't bother me, just like a warm jasper, only clear-but you can't see through her! I've seen Populus davidiana in Shichahai, Beijing, and it seems too weak to get rid of the yellow background. I have seen a tall and dense "green wall" next to the Tiger Running Temple in Hangzhou. The endless green grass and overlapping leaves are too thick. As for the others, the waves in West Lake are too bright, and those in Qinhuai River are too dark. Cute, can I compare with you? How to compare? Probably this pool is deep, so it can accommodate such a strange green color; As if the blue sky had melted into it, it was so fresh. That intoxicating green! If I can cut your ribbon, I will give it to the dancer of light; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can fan your eyes, I will give it to the blind girl who is good at singing; She will have a pair of bright eyes. I am reluctant to part with you; How can I give up on you? I patted you and touched you with my hand, like a little girl of twelve or thirteen. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I'll give you a name, and I'll call you "green daughter" from now on, okay?
The second time I went to Xianyan, I couldn't help but marvel at the green of Meiyu Pool. Green.
I immediately got excited, willy-nilly, took off my shoes, grabbed the lifebuoy from my mother, jumped into the arms of the sea barefoot and cheered.
"plop!" "plop!" Everyone "regardless of their own health" plunged into the clear river. Some of them flopped in the water with their hands and feet, some floated on the water with their bellies down, and some dived into the water like loaches.
The river, which was quiet just now, suddenly became noisy: shouts and laughter came one after another, splashing water, hitting water and splashing water, and you ran after me, which was a mess.
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We took off our clothes in a hurry by the river, plunged into the river and immediately began to have a water fight and chase and play. You see, we are divided into two teams, one is the "enemy" and the other is the "Red Army". A pair of small palms splashed water on each other, and everyone's face was covered with crystal beads. The water blurred our eyes, so we all stepped aside, wiped them off with our hands, and then "attacked" violently. The whole river suddenly became noisy, shouting and laughing, and merged into a cheerful symphony. Tired of playing with water fights, I chased after them in the river. One chased, the other ran, and crossed the water. A small body is as slippery as a loach and can't be caught. The songs and laughter on the river are now far away from the two sides.
We naughty boys will come to Xiaoshiwan in small groups, take off our pants and go into the water naked, regardless of their parents' repeated advice. Diving, vertical dragonflies, water fights, tumbling over the river, chasing around in the water like a little loach, shouting and beating, I really can't say it.
Several children, barefoot, treading water to play in the heavy rain! Red is a singer. When she sings, she picks up the rain from the sky with her hands. Xiao Yu and Ding Ding, who followed her, stepped on the rain stream on the ground, swinging their arms rhythmically, and looked up from time to time to let the rain wash their faces. At this time, my heart itched, so I quickly took off my shoes, rolled up my trouser legs and rushed out of the door. I just ran behind Honghong and plopped. I fell on my back and the splashing water fell on Honghong. Hong Hong turned around and said with a smile, "Hit Reservoir Dogs!" Say that finish, paddle with your feet and hit me. Without getting up, I quickly raised the water to my flushed face with both hands and shouted happily, "Come on! Come on! " Red can't stand it. She cried, "Oh, my God!" She quickly covered her face with her hand and turned her head back. "reinforcements are coming!" With cheerful cries, Xiao Yu and Ding Ding came at me. I immediately put my hands and feet together and threw a series of water columns at Xiaoyu and Tintin. "Hee hee hee-!" "Ha ha ha-!" The endless rain curtain echoed with our happy laughter.
Others:
1. If the blackboard is a vast sea, then the teacher is a sailor on the sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you paddle the textbook parked in the harbor like a paddle with the teacher's whip. On the desk, problems piled up. Your posture is lifelike, like a flying bird, drawing a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass by ... there is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.
2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rise begins with worry. As a poet said, people who feel hungry must digest well, people who feel anxious must be efficient, and people who feel crisis must make rapid progress.
Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back, as long as you face it bravely and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, and people will not feel confused.
4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, which looks so quiet and solemn. On the green lawn and the white cement road, the footsteps are so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts are surging.
The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... People often become stronger after being tested by big winds and waves.
6. When you are immersed in warm air, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, fertile fields, you will be intoxicated; When you face the golden autumn season, you will be ecstatic. Have you ever thought that abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but beautiful autumn scenery is the crystallization after summer melting? ............... (He Tingting)
7. If you want to harvest fruits in the autumn, then in the early spring when the chill invades people, you should roll up your trouser legs and tirelessly open up wasteland, sow seeds and cultivate until the day of harvest.
8. Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps on the side and cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Stop pretending! This is honesty, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but it can increase a sense of caution. The mountains are full of flowers and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is honesty, not pride, because smiling does not affect the road, but can increase self-confidence.
9. Love is the sunshine in winter. People who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world. Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people who are on the verge of despair have seen the hope of life; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term arid land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately. Mao Dan.
10, days always pass through your fingertips like spun yarn, and slip away inadvertently. Those sadness and misuse, with the waves gently faded, leaving the joy and smile, will always remain in the depths of memory.
1 1, the melancholy mood vanished. 12, faded memory. 13, another peaceful home is smoking.
14, some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like flowing water across the golden age.
15, I want to melt in the pink peach petals and erase the worries in your heart all day. 16, I completely read my parents' hearts.
17, maternal love is a masterpiece that I can't finish reading all my life; Motherly love is the sky that I can never fly out. ..... Zhang Weiwei
18, when the yellow autumn leaves are swaying in the wind and floating out of the school gate in late autumn. In the moonlight, my father's shadow is very long, and my skinny father is wrapped in a huge windbreaker, and my heart is sour. Lin Jingying, ....................................
19, the true feelings in the world are like a big net, which warms people's hearts all the time, just like maternal love, which is endless.
20. Time is a poem, a philosophical poem of the richest man. Time is a camel carrying the dreams of countless people.
2 1, the fate of the ship lies in drifting; The fate of sails lies in chasing the wind and waves; The fate of life lies in grasping and believing in life.
22. Past events are like songs. In the journey of life, despite ups and downs and full of regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let's remember that sentence: I won't cry if I miss the sun, otherwise I will miss the moon and stars.
If you fail in life, please don't write sad tears on your face. Failure is also a gain. The most important thing in life is to have full courage and the courage to start a business.
24, once thought that a helpless cry, the memo is all the vicissitudes of the world; A small setback and a memo are all failures in life. When I was fourteen, I told me ...
25. The moonlight is quiet. Raindrops pattered on the hut. In the dim light, mother sewed the homeless clothes tightly. Suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the window gap of the hut. My mother seemed to have caught a cold and coughed a few times with deep tiredness. I woke up in my dream and stared at my old mother under the lamp. ...
26. At night, the spring breeze blows gently. I sat on the colorful steps with my chin cupped, and another unforgettable thing came to my mind.
If the blackboard is a vast sea, then the teacher is a sailor on the sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you paddle the textbook parked in the harbor like a paddle with the teacher's whip. On the desk, problems piled up. Your posture is lifelike, like a flying bird, drawing a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass by ... there is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.
2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rise begins with worry. As a poet said, people who feel hungry must digest well, people who feel anxious must be efficient, and people who feel crisis must make rapid progress.
Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back, as long as you face it bravely and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, and people will not feel confused.
4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, which looks so quiet and solemn. On the green lawn and the white cement road, the footsteps are so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts are surging.
The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... People often become stronger after being tested by big winds and waves.
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Point 1:
The articles collected in "Morning Flowers and Evening Picks" are all reminiscence essays. Prose is the most personal style, and the author's mood when writing is relatively relaxed and quiet, so his brushwork is also quite free: either recalling childhood events with great interest, or talking about ghosts and gods in hometown operas, or cherishing the memory of characters, or revealing the deepest pain in his heart ~ ~ ~ The writing is natural and kind, infecting you, and it seems that you have seen the past in Mr. Lu Xun's memory. It is an affectionate old film with beautiful or sad or humorous pictures.
The second point:
In the deep memory of the past, the author can't forget the reality, and occasionally inserts some "essays" (that is, comments on the reality), so the article integrates narration, lyricism and discussion, showing Mr. Lu Xun's true and rich spiritual world.
The third point:
Because the author has a mind that roams freely in the vast space-time between the past and reality, his language style is also rich and varied.
The fourth point:
The author is very good at absorbing the small details in life, seeing the big from the small, writing the charm of characters and writing the essence of events.
The fifth point:
Because prose is a very free style, the author has no certain rules in the layout of the article. It seems to be written by letters and pens, and the ideas are scattered, but it is inseparable from the "spirit" of the article.
The sixth point:
The author often uses irony when criticizing and satirizing the old feudal system and morality. Describing the whole story calmly on the surface is actually an irony, which implies the ingenious irony of "saying this and meaning that".
Point seven:
The author often uses contrast in his prose.
Life is always full of contradictions between truth and falsehood, good and evil, beauty and ugliness. Therefore, the use of contrast effectively lashed the false, evil and ugly, promoted the truth, goodness and beauty, and enhanced the expressive force of the article. At the same time, we can also see that Lu Xun's great hatred, great love and love and hate are clear.