About praising classical poetry composition 800

Take a lonely boat and relive the long river of history. What can capture my soul most is still the ancient poem "The Corpser".

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When you look up, you will think of "a row of egrets in the sky"; Looking down, you will think, "Will there be frost already?" ; When you look at the river, you will think of "a river flowing eastward"; When the leaves wither, you will think, "I say autumn is better than spring."

I like ancient poems. Singing a song "Good Jiangnan", the beautiful artistic conception makes people linger, I like it. Singing a song "Although the tortoise has a long life", "Old and vigorous" comes to mind at random, which I like. Hum an untitled, selfless dedication, candle silkworm, I like it.

In my opinion, vernacular Chinese is too monotonous and classical Chinese is too boring. Only ancient poems, I really like them. When you are frustrated and want to back down, think about Du Fu's words, "Reach the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.." Be full of blood and aim high. I appreciate it and admire it. I said I want to learn from Du Fu, and I want to understand this poem thoroughly. I am willing to work hard and strive hard. I also want to see the joy of success after the sweat of hard work!

From poetry, I saw beauty, unparalleled beauty and unique beauty.

I saw the leisure of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; I have seen Confucius' ambition to "climb Mount Tai and be small in the world"; I saw the sincerity of Li Bai's "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun". I saw the melancholy of Li Qingzhao's sentence that "everything is a person who is not doing anything."

In the dead of night, I appreciate ancient poems, and the bright moonlight sheds beautiful seeds. I wandered in the alley, expressing the originality of "parting, dying and giving up". Oh, lovely ancient poems brought me into a wonderful and pleasant mood.

The trace of sunset and dusk, the trace of withered flowers and leaves, were all taken into my heart by ancient poems. After reading it, it was engraved into my soul. Whispering, "I am a kite with a broken line, and no one knows how to make it dissipate." Turn into a wisp of smoke, the years will run aground, and you will brush your poems. Don't go further and further. With these words, I am no longer a broken string. The wind is blowing again, and my heart will not leave. "

I learned a lot from ancient poems. I know life can't be peaceful. In this case, I will learn to bear it, join hands with my favorite ancient poems, and compete with the so-called fate! In my world, there is only a solitary sail, and the wind and waves are too big. I have also fallen, and it is ancient poetry that has taught me to be strong. "Asserting that Qingshan does not relax, the roots are broken. A thousand blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south. " I swear to set off the most beautiful wave in my life!

The future voyage will not be smooth sailing. I have ancient poems. I will sit firmly in my boat and sail for my dream. "The wind knows the power of grass, and it will wither when it is cold." The grass is still strong, so naturally I shouldn't be timid. We should all. Ancient poetry, for you, endless words, endless feelings!