Write a composition with a touching ancient poem.

1.600-word composition touched me with a poem "Tomorrow is tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there". I will live until tomorrow, and everything will be in vain ... "Whenever I hear Song of Tomorrow, I can't help but watch my feet slip away and cry. From then on, I deeply fell in love with this poem that moved me-the song of tomorrow. Swallows fly back to the north with dreams; Willow withstood the cold and pulled out new branches; Peach blossoms are bathed in warm spring and bloom with eternal beauty. Time comes and goes in the drizzle. My soul floated out of my body and mind, dating back thousands of years. Time is concentrated in one night. Several crows perched on the old tree and made a miserable cry. The bamboo curtain was dyed yellow at dusk, and everything seemed so cold and sad. Qian Hetan held a full glass of wine in his hand and didn't taste it. He looked at the yellow leaves on the tree, and his eyes showed pain. He can't help sighing: If a person spends his whole life waiting for tomorrow, he will waste his time and accomplish nothing. If people in the world are bound by tomorrow, year after year, time flies, and old age will come unconsciously. In the morning, two or three rays of setting sun shone into the room. A breeze brought an elegant fragrance and penetrated into my heart. The smell is mixed with the smell of time. However, time is like a flower fragrance, which can never be caught; Like transparent water drops, it was smashed by rain; More like glittering and translucent raindrops, they disappear quietly as soon as they land. However, whether time becomes a bubble or disappears, it will not bury my inner strength.

"Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers." -The poem "Song of Tomorrow" is like a bird, which has taught me to sing about a bright future. Like a ray of sunshine, it illuminates the preciousness of time; More like a great life, it touched my heart bit by bit with hard sweat.

2. A poem that moved me. How to write poems in this composition moved me.

Poetry, let me move!

I like poetry because it is profound and has a long history. I prefer reading poetry because it moves me.

Whenever I stay in the ocean of poetry and suck its essence, how I long for this moment to stay and bring me into that kind of pride and elegance!

I appreciate lofty aspirations, such as Su Shi's Old Age Talking about Teenagers, Drinking and Dare to Start a Business, and Cao Cao's "Learning to be Excellent and Being Aspiring in a Thousand Miles" as his great ambition to unify the whole country.

I appreciate the sadness of "small bridge flowing water" and "thin horse in the west wind", and I appreciate the sadness of "people are thinner than yellow flowers" Although it won't be "but I have these friends for a while", it will be "raising a glass to dispel my worries"!

I like to feel sad for my country! Although there is no tolerance of Du Fu's "Where the petals have fallen like tears, the solitary bird has sung its grief", there is no loyalty of Wen Tianxiang's "Who is alive and dead since ancient times, keep the heart of the pure and shine on history"! But I will "think about my country, my family and my country."

I like to travel around in beautiful forests, so I got to know Wang Tengting, who is "sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn water is the same color as the sky". I experienced the Yellow Crane Tower, which sails alone and the blue sky is empty, but I can only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. I saw "the mountains cover the day and the ocean drains the golden river".

Because of poetry, I fell in love with autumn, so I understood the meaning of "I say autumn is better than spring", and I was also afraid of "autumn in August is crisp" in Du Fu's thatched cottage, but "Qiu Lai's unique scenery" made me feel more gratified and calm.

Because of poetry, I fell in love with summer, and I like "the color of lotus reflected on the sun is different"; I am fascinated by spring, "an almond goes out of the wall"; "I prefer winter" is like a strong wind in spring, which comes at night and thousands of trees bloom there.

Some people say poetry is dead. I told him, "You don't know poetry". People who really understand poetry will say that poetry is alive, just like "flowing water for the source". With the source, there is love. Poetry is hazy, and "how many towers are misty and rainy" is its image.

It is because of poetry that my life is full of color and my tears flow down. In the poem, I saw the mood of the ancients and understood the rise and fall of the dynasty!

Moved by poetry, reading poetry is reading yourself! In the ocean of poetry, I was moved by my own mood and myself.

3. Who can write a composition with "a poem I like" as the main topic? I am often moved by my friends' poems and songs, and by the sincere words of graceful feelings. Wind, flowers, snow, moon, bamboo flute and Yu Di, the most perfect things in the world, are all so far away from real life. And many things that happen around you, you can forget or give up all the troubles and hardships. But you can't forget your nostalgia, especially the nostalgia on that moonlit night. When you embark on a wandering journey, you can raise the sail of love and set sail in the ocean of your heart and the storm of life. What melody should reverberate in your ears and what memories should be quietly revived, but the legend of eternal love has interpreted the most beautiful interpretation in the Grand View Garden. When life is blowing in the wind, what can surpass this ruthlessness and tragic? Gradually, I am used to thinking in rainy and windy days, describing my little mood with words, encouraging myself with words, and bringing myself a little surprise and pride with words. I am glad that under this sky, I am still pure and sincere. Nothing can extinguish the enthusiasm of youth, and nothing can break the wings of hope, although there will be loneliness and loneliness in lost days. But as I said, it is also a kind of sad beauty, which can also stir up waves in my heart, just like a tragedy with eternal charm. Facing the watery moonlight, Li Qingzhao's poem "A Piece of Plum" is fragrant with red lotus root, and it is dead. Who sent a brocade book in the cloud? The word "wild goose" returns, and the moon is full of the West Building. Flowers leave Shui Piao, and there are two worries. I can't get rid of this feeling, but I frown, but I feel my heart. This heart sound, like yesterday's oratorio, clearly echoes in the ear, as if telling the bitterness in the heart. On a moonlit night, I miss you faintly. Can you not think of Su Shi's "Shuidiao Tou"? On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, it is difficult to achieve the artistic conception of these two sentences by connecting all the sighs in series. All people are enjoying the beauty of the moonlit night. Is this habit unique to me? Sorrow is like water, and water is like sorrow. Li Yu, the king of national subjugation, cried out with true feelings: "How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward." If you live and work in peace and contentment like a civilian, how can there be such a thing? Maybe this is its real price, and nothing is worth it. Sometimes it is assumed that the water will still flow eastward, and sorrow will last forever. How many sleepless people will there be? I don't want to go back to the lost Millennium, but I inadvertently recall their worries and appreciate my emotions. Although I don't understand the changes in history, more precisely, I don't want to look for the breath left over. I really want to write something with my heart. I can use words to make you feel beautiful and my existence. I have never thought about who should deliberately remember anything, or for what reason, I have never hoped to be indomitable in your heart, I just want to put it in your heart. To the world. Looking forward to family safety and world peace. Simplicity is the most precious thing for human beings in many times. Perhaps because of this, it also slipped away the fastest. I'm used to this generosity. In my own sky, night is all my thoughts, thoughts are all my love, and love is all my life! Don't worry, my mood can't be answered, my debt is deep, my tears are falling day and night, and my heart is torn by tears. Whose fault is Xiang Tiange? .

4. Ask for a good "touch" composition. A song (poem) that touches me is not less than 600 words "People who don't want to be slaves ..." Whenever I hear the March of our Volunteer National Anthem at the flag-raising ceremony or on TV, my mood is extremely excited, and I am extremely proud of the passionate national anthem of our motherland. This song also inspires our new generation to study hard. When I grow up, I will build our motherland into a greater and stronger country. March of the Volunteers, the national anthem of our great motherland, was written in 1935, written by Tian Han and composed by Nie Er. It is the theme song created by the author for the film "Children of the Storm" in a special background. When Japanese imperialism invaded our country, the Chinese nation reached an important juncture of life and death. The film "Children of the Storm" shot by Shanghai Dentsu Film Company reflected the story of intellectuals in Kuomintang-ruled areas bravely marching to the front of the Anti-Japanese War from hesitation and depression. According to the plot design of the film, Tian Han wrote the last poem: "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves ..." Later, it was used as the theme song of Children of the Storm, which was the lyrics of march of the volunteers. Because Tian Han was persecuted by white terror at that time, the situation was very dangerous. The lyrics were hastily written on a cigarette case. Because Tian Han was arrested by the reactionary * * soon after he finished writing, the composer Nie Er was also threatened and persecuted by the reactionaries at that time. Nie Er completed March of the Volunteers's composition before taking temporary refuge abroad. 1949 On September 27th, at the plenary session of the new China People's Political Consultative Conference, March of the Volunteers was officially designated as the national anthem of China. Facing the threat and persecution of reactionaries, Tian Han and Nie Er still wrote this song with strong patriotism and creative spirit. Their spirit touched me deeply. March of the Volunteers, the national anthem, not only expresses China people's strong anger and resistance to imperialist aggression, but also embodies the fine tradition of the Chinese nation's courage, firmness and unity in facing foreign enemies. It is this spirit that has always inspired me to study hard, master rich knowledge, build my motherland stronger when I grow up, and make positive contributions to building a harmonious society in China.

5. Composition is a touching poetry class, a touching poem. Today, I was fortunate to listen to the poem "Seven Laws and Long March" taught by teacher Fang Sufen, which gave me a glimpse of the beautiful style of Chinese class in Haiyang Primary School, and I felt unspeakable comfort, warmth, * * * and emotion.

Teacher Fang fully interprets the text before class, and it is so handy to master the class. It can be said that her class is fluid, meticulous and seamless, and it is a poetic class.

First, reading poetry is the main theme, and teacher Fang uses reading to run through the whole poem teaching. Her reading is not a single blank reading, but a teacher's score model reading and a student's role reading; Her reading is not boring repetition, but a spiraling reading.

In her poetic language, the teacher floated out of the artistic conception of the Long March step by step, from accurate pronunciation ("ridge") to intensive reading of understanding meaning ("just idle", "wandering", "majestic", "soaring waves" and "walking through mud pills"); From the experience of the Long March journey ("The Red Army is not afraid of expedition difficulties") to the Red Army's victory over countless difficulties ("The three armies won a great victory after meeting"); From the thrilling and tragic feeling of flying over the Luding Bridge (Cold Crossing the Iron of Dadu Bridge) to the intensive reading of the soldiers skillfully crossing the Jinsha River (Warm Cloudy Cliff of Jinsha River), the optimism and fearless heroism of the Red Army soldiers can be seen. All kinds of progressive reading deeply rooted the soul and feelings of poetry in students' memory, allowing students to sing with the realm of poetry, breathe with the soldiers in the cold and warm, and stay with the spirit of the Long March forever.

Second, what a feat it is to create the Long March of the Red Army. It's a little far away for students now. Students who have never experienced wind and rain can't understand the hardships of the Long March with only one teacher's book and a piece of chalk. At the beginning of the class, Mr. Fang skillfully showed the road map of the Red Army's Long March with courseware and made a brief introduction, which brought visual and auditory shocks to the students, thus driving and moving the students and realizing the subtle influence of Chinese teaching.

The rich images of the poem Long March determine its profound connotation and implicit expression, which requires teachers to convey the profound inner meaning of the poem. Being good at creating situations that are integrated with the text is a bright color worth learning in this class.

Teacher Rufang helped students understand the difficulties of the Long March, and showed the films of the Red Army crossing the grassland and turning over the snow-capped mountains, which reproduced vivid and touching pictures, provided students with a broad knowledge background and psychological background for understanding poetry and emotion, and made the language and spiritual connotation of poetry psychologically form a larger space for students, narrowing the distance between time and space. Seeing the Red Army crossing the grass, the teacher explained with deep affection: Colonel Zhou struggled to move his mutilated body to a dead swamp in order not to drag down other soldiers, and finally sank in the swamp ... not to mention the children, even we were shocked and moved by the lectures! The scene of the Red Army crossing the snow-capped mountains is conducive to the emotional stimulation of students. When the teacher asks, "What spirit is this? What kind of spirit is this? " The students said in unison: "This is an optimistic spirit! This is a kind of heroism! " At this point, students have been integrated with the artistic conception of the classroom, and attending classes has become a poetic enjoyment.

If we hear and understand that Chinese should create artistic conception, a kind of artistic conception close to the text, we never thought that the appropriateness of artistic conception could reach such an extreme; If we say, we have heard and understood that Chinese teachers should have a Chinese temperament, but we never thought that this temperament can achieve such a high degree of integration. The classroom has become a beautiful poem, a beautiful painting! Thirdly, knowing that the poem Long March has been interpreted so profoundly is not only a creation, but also an inspiration from the teacher.

Teacher Rufang showed pictures of Wuling Mountain and Wumeng Mountain, which made students feel the winding (that is, winding) and majestic (that is, majestic) momentum of Wuling Mountain, and outlined that the winding Wuling Mountain was just a small rolling in the eyes of the Red Army, and the majestic Wumeng Mountain was just a small mud ball rolling under its feet in the eyes of the Red Army, thus truly understanding the Red Army. While experiencing the thoughts and feelings expressed by "cold iron rope" and "warm cloud cliff", the students watched the tragic battle scene when flying over Luding Bridge. Teacher Fang took the opportunity to let the students describe the battle in one word. The students spoke the words "creepy", "appalling" and "tragic" from the heart and deeply realized the "iron".

There is no impulse of pure education here, but drizzle-like edification; There is no rigid division of teaching here, and some are natural and appropriate interactions; There is no shallow and vulgar indoctrination here, but some are heartfelt feelings. This is how the flexible charm of poetry is projected. With the help of the Long March, the inner emotional beauty of a literature melts and diffuses in lingering, silently moistens the classroom and becomes a moving poem. The classroom has become a beautiful song.

What a Long March! Love is a touching poem (teacher's center draft) People's Primary School "When I was a child, I thought you were beautiful and led a group of birds flying around; When I was a child, I thought you were very proud. The last sentence was earth-shattering ... When I grew up, I became you ... "Singing awakened my youth. Many years ago, I worshipped the sacred profession of "teacher" and looked forward to becoming a beautiful role in singing. So, with full enthusiasm and expectation, I walked into the normal school and stepped onto the three-foot platform, realizing my childhood dream ... The platform career in the Spring and Autumn Period was not long. Here, I not only feel the hardship and pressure of being a teacher, but also feel the greatness and ordinary behind the hardship and pressure, as well as the holiness and beauty of selfless dedication.

Facing the world, they are indifferent, such as spring silkworms and candles, and use youth and life, love and responsibility to create tomorrow's glory. "Since I have chosen the profession of teacher, I am determined to dedicate my youth and blood to her; I don't want flowers and applause, I want to be worthy of the responsibility of teachers. "

It was a teacher named Jiang Hongyu who said this sentence. She is my normal school.

6. How to write the poem that touched me most in my composition to you? You can write it yourself according to your own feelings. Lu you and Tang wan's eternal sorrow, Lu you's hair clasp, Huang Teng wine, the wall willow of the spring palace in the city; Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years, wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and weak; Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books, mo, mo, mo. Tang Wan Chai Feng has a thin world and poor human feelings, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk; The evening breeze is dry, tears are broken, and it's hard, hard, hard to convey my thoughts and lean against the railing alone.

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away; The horn was cold and the night was dim. I was afraid of being asked. I swallowed my tears and pretended to be happy, hiding, hiding, hiding. Lu You was a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty.

He was born in a wealthy scholarly family in Yang Shan, Yuezhou. In his childhood, when the Jin people invaded the south, he often fled with his family. At this time, his mother's uncle Cheng Tang and his family had a lot of contacts with Lujia.

Tang Cheng has a daughter named Tang Wan and her name is Huixian. She has been quiet and elegant since childhood, but she is not good at words but understanding. Lu you, who is similar in age, hit it off very well. They are childhood friends and bosom friends. Although in the war, two inexperienced teenagers still spent a pure and beautiful time together.

As they grow older, a lingering feeling gradually arises in their hearts. In their youth, Lu You and Tang Wan were both good at poetry, and they often poured out their hearts through poetry. Before and after the flowers, they sang poems to each other. Their beautiful figures were in pairs, just like a pair of colorful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and their eyes were full of happiness and harmony.

The two parents and all relatives and friends also thought that they were a match made in heaven, so the Lu family took a beautiful heirloom as a keepsake and booked Tang's marriage. As an adult, Tang Wan became the daughter-in-law of Lujia.

Since then, Lu You and Tang Wan have been deeply in love and addicted to their world. I don't know what imperial examinations, fame and fortune, and even family members are temporarily forgotten. At this time, Lu You has been promoted, but this is only the first step to become an official. Next, he will go to Lin 'an to take the "lock-in exam" and the does exam.

The newly married Yaner's land tour lingers in the gentle village, and she has no time to take care of the exam homework. Lu You's mother, Tang, is a dignified and bossy woman.

She is looking forward to her son being admitted to the top scholar, taking the official position and shining brilliantly. Seeing the present situation, she was greatly dissatisfied. She reprimanded Tang Wan several times as an aunt, and even reprimanded her several times as a mother-in-law, ordering her to put her husband's future in the imperial examination first and be indifferent to her children.

However, the relationship between Lu and Tang was deep, and the situation did not improve significantly. Because of this incident, Lumu was disgusted with her daughter-in-law, and thought that Tang Wan was really the jinx of the Tang family, which would delay her son's future.

So she went to the boundless buddhist nun in the suburbs and asked the nuns in buddhist nun to predict their fate for the sake of their children and daughter-in-law. Miao calculated and said seriously, "Tang Wan and Lu You don't match. First, it is misled and will eventually die. "

Lumu was scared out of her wits. She hurried home, called Lu You and forced him to say, "Set a piece of paper and divorce Tang Wan, or I will die with her." This sentence is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue and shocked Lu You.

Lu You, who has always been filial, had no choice but to swallow her tears in the face of her resolute mother. Forced by her mother's life, Lu You had to promise to send Tang Wan back to her family.

This situation seems unreasonable today, and the feelings of two people are not allowed to interfere with others. But in China's ancient society, which advocated filial piety, the mother's life was the imperial edict, and it was impossible for her son to get it.

In this way, a pair of affectionate mandarin ducks will be torn apart by unreasonable filial piety, secular merits and emptiness. Lu You and Tang Wan were inseparable, reluctant to leave, and could not get together. So they quietly built another courtyard to house Tang Wan, and went to visit them when they had the chance to tell the story of lovesickness.

But the paper can't wrap the fire, and the shrewd mother Lu soon noticed. They were strictly ordered to cut off contacts and marry another docile and filial daughter for Lu You, completely cutting off the long-term love relationship between Lu and Tang.

In desperation, Lu You had to pick up his bitter water. Under the urging of his mother, he resumed the imperial examination and studied hard for three years. At the age of 27, he left his hometown of Yin Shan and went to Lin 'an to take the "Lock-up Examination". In Lin 'an, Lu You won the appreciation of Lu Fu, the examiner, for his solid knowledge of Confucian classics and brilliant literary thoughts, and was recommended as a leading figure.

It happened that Lin Qin, the grandson of Qin Gui, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, won the second place in the same subject. Qin Gui was deeply ashamed of his face, so he simply refused Lu You's test paper as an excuse when he did not take the exam the next spring.

Lu you's career suffered from wind and rain from the beginning. As expected, Lu You returned to his hometown, where the scenery remained the same and his face was completely new.

What I saw and the people I thought of made me sad. In order to dispel his melancholy, Lu You always walks alone among the green mountains and green waters, or sits idly in a wild temple to visit the ancient times. Or go in and out of restaurants to recite poems; Or a street singer crying.

So I live a leisurely and dissolute life. At noon on a warm spring day, Lu You casually strolled into the Shen Garden of Yuji Temple.

Shenyuan Garden is an elegant garden with lush flowers and trees, green rocks and winding paths, which is a good place for local people to enjoy flowers in spring. On the secluded path deep in the garden, a woman in a cotton-padded coat came over, and Lu You, who was walking with her head down, suddenly looked up. It turned out to be his ex-wife Tang Wan who had been away for several years.

At that moment, time and eyes were frozen, and their eyes were glued together. Both of them felt in a trance, not knowing whether the dream was true or not, and their eyes were full of emotion, resentment, thinking and pity. At this point, Tang Wan has been married by his family to Zhao Shicheng, a scholar in the same county. Zhao is a royal descendant of a prominent family. Zhao Shicheng is a generous and affectionate scholar. He showed sincere sympathy and understanding for Tang Wan who suffered emotional setbacks.

Tang Wan's traumatized mind gradually calmed down, and new feelings began to sprout. At this time, the unexpected encounter with Lu You undoubtedly reopened Tang Wan's closed mind, and the old tenderness and myriad grievances that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly poured out, and the weak Tang Wan could not bear this feeling.

Lu You, though he has been studying hard and writing poems for several years to suppress his yearning for Tang Wan, at this moment, the old feelings buried deep in his heart can't help but gush out.

7. Write a composition with your favorite ancient poems. Looking at the Tang poetry and Song poetry in my hand, I suddenly feel that I am not young. Can I write a poem? I pondered for a while, just like a blind man touching an elephant, I didn't understand.

So I ran to find my uncle who is good at poetry and painting. "Uncle, what is the main point of writing poetry?" I am anxious to ask.

"1. This poem is short and meaningful. This poem should be branched. This poem has a strong sense of rhythm and rhythm. 4. Make a beautiful imagination (see the extraordinary from the ordinary).

5. Bring out people's feelings (add feelings). This is the meaning of writing poetry.

You have to think about it. "Uncle said quietly.

"The poem is short and meaningful …" I have been repeating a few words my uncle said. I thought for a long time and realized something, so I began to write. I'm going to write about beautiful scenery, so I'll take the topic "Reading Jiangnan Scenery". In the first sentence, I wrote "How many flowers fly in the air". The word "worry" reflects my mood at that time, not bad! In the second sentence, the willows are "soft by the river". That's right, the gentle characters set off the scene of willow leaves fluttering. In the third sentence, the geese "swept across the blue sky in rows". In the last sentence, they summed up "Jing Qing beautifies the mind and worries".

Well, it's beautifully written. Generally speaking, it is "how many flowers fly in the air, and how many flowers are bright and soft." The geese in the blue sky lined up, beautifying Jing Qing's mind. "

Read it. There are two words "how much" in the poem. Repeat, what should I change? "Flowers fly in the air." ? No, no, it changed the meaning, so "flowers are flying in the air."

All right! Yes, just use this! My first poem, "The flowers in the air are fluttering in sadness, and the willows by the river are soft." . The geese in the blue sky lined up, beautifying Jing Qing's mind. "

It probably means: the flying flowers in the air are floating with my sadness, and the willows by the river are so gentle. The geese in the blue sky lined up in a row, and this beautiful picture melted all my troubles.

I ran to my uncle with a poem.