Composition on the first day of Chinese opera

In our daily study, work or life, everyone inevitably touches or uses writing. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my composition on the first day of Chinese opera, which I arranged for you. I hope it helps you.

I lived in the countryside since I was a child, and my childhood was spent with the reform and opening up period. At that time, there were few recreational activities in rural areas, and the annual singing in the village became the biggest entertainment expectation of the whole village.

Every early autumn, the village will send people out to write a play and perform in the village. First, enrich the already rich and scarce rural cultural life; Secondly, when crops are in urgent need of rain, we also pray for good weather so as to have a good harvest that year. In people's expectation, the village Committee heard the exact news of when to perform in the village. Everyone sends messages to each other and invites relatives and friends from other villages to watch the play. The whole village is full of joy and happiness. One or two days before the performance, every household will add some new faces more or less. Neighbors exchanged greetings and blessings, and the village showed a little excitement.

The crisp whistle made the silent village boil. Adults are talking about eating early tonight and going to the theatre. The children jumped up with joy, ran around, invited each other, and shuttled back and forth between home and theater. In the past, the theater where no one stopped was lively. After noon, posters are posted at the corner of the main street in the village, and people browse, talk, laugh and get together in the theater at night.

At about 6 pm, families began to get busy, having dinner earlier than usual, and the children had already taken seats in the theater. At that time, there were no public seats. In front of the stage, there are rows of poplar rafters in the village as temporary seats, and behind them are benches or chairs brought by families from their own homes, which are tall or short, long or short, round or square. We also put them in a row, although not too neat, but still take care of each other more regularly. My sister and I will also go to the meeting early and put some handkerchiefs on the rafters, so it is better to occupy a few seats. In the afternoon, my brothers and sisters will take turns to look at the occupied seats, look at the busy figure of the staff on the stage, greet the familiar and unfamiliar children and adults, and anxiously look forward to the arrival of the night. The sun sets slowly in the west, and the setting sun reddens half the sky. The theater seems to be covered with a golden coat. The number of people in the venue gradually increased, and the laughter, shouts and shouts of vendors filled the whole theater. My brothers and sisters are also eager to find their families. From time to time, they ran home alternately and shouted, hurry up, hurry up.

Adults and children from all households arrived one after another. Starting at 8 o'clock, the stage will play a paragraph every once in a while: First, remind the actors to start making up; The second is to tell the audience that the play is about to start and everyone will be here as soon as possible. People are smiling, chewing melon seeds, talking about short topics from their parents, waiting for the formal performance. At half past eight, the curtain on the stage slowly opened with the sound of instrumental music, the play began, and the noise under the stage gradually quieted down. People's expressions change with the plot of the performance, and they all enjoy it with relish. With the excellent skills and hard work of the actors and the indifferent investment of the masses, applause came from time to time, and the summer heat in early autumn was integrated into the thick drama, and the high passion made the night sky much brighter. We children are also staring at the performances on the stage, listening to a few explanations from the big population from time to time, vaguely retaining memories, and gradually accumulating a hobby for opera. It's about past 12: 30, and the program is over. People called men and women to help the old and the young and filed out of the theater. Shouting, barking, and the sound of opening and closing the door alarmed the whole village in a short time.

For four days, people who have worked hard for a year have shown long-lost heartfelt joy on their faces. After the performance, everyone will talk about it for a few days, which is better than last year's. What are the shortcomings today? Who is the actor? And so on. A few days after the performance, our children recovered from the joy, but they left an indelible mark on our young hearts, accompanied us to grow up, and cultivated our generation's love for opera.

Chinese Opera Composition 2 "Son, it's almost 7: 20. Go to the Opera Channel and watch the play!" I watched Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf for the last time, and then I reluctantly transferred to the opera channel.

Alas, it's all because Miss Wu has such a difficult task-one hour in go to the opera. Oh, I have an idea. "Ouch, I have a stomachache," my mother sneered. "Come on, come and see the opera!" Ah, I failed. In desperation, I had to sit in front of the TV and watch the drama. Here we go. As soon as the actor sang, my goose bumps gathered urgently. I didn't know such an ugly thing could be called "national quintessence". It is hard to imagine. Let's not talk about this ugly voice. Let's see how this face looks like a monster. It gives me the willies. Five minutes later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I courted my mother: "Mom, you see, I've had a good time these days. I've been watching it for a while. Can I park here? " I smiled and said to my mother. And my mother said to me tepidly, "no, this is your teacher Wu's homework, which must take an hour." It is still a long way from an hour now. " I have to do a good job of supervision, otherwise I will be an irresponsible parent. "Well, trick was caught by my mother again, there is no need to do it. There seems to be no escape, so I'll stall for time. I will look around while watching it, just wait for an hour to finish it quickly. At this moment, my mother suddenly said to me, "Zhang Ruohuai, be serious here. I will supervise you here. Calm down and have a look, maybe there will be unexpected gains. "Seeing this situation, I have to sit through it and observe it carefully. After a while, I was gradually attracted by the stories in the opera. The name of the play is Orphan Zhao, which tells the story of some just chivalrous men risking their lives to protect the descendants of a loyal minister. Then, I was attracted by the vivid performances of the actors. I saw the list of actors was vivid and my eyes were bright. I watched and learned unconsciously while dancing. However, my performance was so poor that I looked so clumsy and dull. At this time, I deeply realized the true meaning of the so-called three minutes on stage and ten years off stage! What kind of hard training has this trick and style undergone? I can't help but respect these actors from the bottom of my heart. Unconsciously, an hour passed, and I was still there watching with relish.

Seeing a drama for the first time is unforgettable! From initial reluctance to looking back with relish. This time, I understand that if you try anything, you will get unexpected results!

Traditional opera is the quintessence of our country, and the opera channel promotes traditional opera art and profound national quintessence culture. On Sunday, I watched CCTV 1 1 under the guidance of my mother, who knew nothing about China's traditional operas.

When I turned on the TV, it happened that the Peking Opera Orphan of Zhao was playing, and I was surprised to see that all the characters in it had drawn a big painted face. Tu'an Gu should be the fiercest among the "big painted faces". I saw him staring at a bull's eye as big as two bells and asking loudly, "Where is the orphan of Zhao? Hand it over, "said the actor who played Cheng Ying. "I don't know where the adults come from. I am over 50, how can I have children? " Although all the people in it acted vividly and sang beautifully, I didn't want to watch it at all, and my heart was full of cartoons. Look at the time, it's only been five minutes! A question immediately popped up in my mind: Why does time pass so fast when watching cartoons and so slowly when watching operas? For the first ten minutes, I almost stared at the clock. I don't want to add rocket propulsion to the minute hand! "yawn"! Look, I yawned, and my upper eyelid seemed to turn into iron, and I kept fighting with my lower eyelid.

Finally, the lower eyelid couldn't stand it, not only surrendered, but also made the sleepy man get up. I've been half asleep and half awake. I don't know how long it took before I woke up. No, I want to write a composition! I looked up when Cheng Ying's wife appeared. She sang a song and then asked Cheng Ying, "Where are the children?" ? Cheng Ying was speechless, and Tu'an Gu shouted "Tear it down". At this time, the plot seems to be more tortuous, and I am gradually attracted by this tortuous plot. My eyes are also tightly and intently staring at the TV screen, which is several times more serious than watching my favorite cartoons. I silently thought to myself: I didn't expect that I would like to go to the theatre, and even the joys and sorrows were connected with the characters in the play. When I saw the part where the white-haired old man Gongsun pestle was brutally killed by Tu'an Gu in order to protect the orphan of Scott, my heart suddenly tightened and I felt sad for the killing of this honest and kind old man. Soon, an hour passed unconsciously, and I turned off the TV reluctantly, thinking that I must grasp the profound connotation of the opera again when I have the opportunity!

The small opera stage can deduce countless wonderful stories and bring wonderful artistic enjoyment and spiritual needs to the vast number of opera fans! Opera is really the quintessence of the Chinese nation!