About the classic fine prose selection of 5 articles

Prose often through the depiction of typical scenery, the author's deep experience of an objective thing and feelings, visualization of the lyric. The following is a selection of 3 classic fine prose that I bring to you for your enjoyment.

The classic selection of fine prose article 1: a lute drunk who

has always loved this song, but never fell words, or inspiration has not germinated in the heart, listen today, actually inexplicably come to the inspiration. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

Late fall, red fade hidden, Jade and reduce, stand under the cloud, look off Jiangnan, green stone, carved is who's tenderness thousands?

Don't you see, the Ba Bridge is full of water and smoke, and the lonely girl is leaning on the fence. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid in my life. The moon is full, and I'm sad, but the moon is full, and people don't want it to be full, so I'm sad.

Tears are all over the place, and the language is so soft that it takes a moment to sigh for love, and it is hard to teach love to be entangled in the ripples of the autumn waves.

Seeking a thousand years, dreaming of a thousand years, looking for a thousand years, can not come back, is the end of the world that drifted in the hang-ups. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots. A song of lute, a song fell a thousand years of love, dream shadow cold, sound tear is weeping.

And remember that year, and now only fall dead leaves butterfly, red Luo messy.

The wind rose last night in the small building, the autumn waves sparkling, blowing up a piece of red. The sycamore tree leaves, chanting the thousand cups of sorrow, the red maple stained red, burned who's lovesickness?

Solitary cold wind, old things far away, fragrant dream tune jade rail, hurt parting, folding willow to send before the king. OuZhun full, green ants wine, cool hanging cups, drunk who's dream tonight.

Candle lamps out, cold dawn, idle clouds in the west wind blowing the clouds, thinning the love, can not escape a lifetime of obsession, the soul of the dream, sound sound uh uh, a dashing song, a zheng strings entangled, an idea of the autumn cold. The Pipa language is not a good way to renew a shallow relationship. The loom singing, see the sunrise, precipitate the vicissitudes of life, can forget all the past.

The classic selection of fine prose Part II: Spring, and the lyrics of the Song warm encounter

Outside the window, is the season of spring, the grass grows and flies, the fragrance of the flowers full of paths, the scenery is tantalizing. In the afternoon, the warmth of the sun through the window on the body, warm and comfortable. Steeped in a cup of green tea, tea atmosphere open a volume of Song lyrics, along the ancient culture through the millennium of Song lyrics scattered rhymes, into the long past years, to experience the Song lyrics of the lofty ancient elegance, the atmosphere of the majestic and euphemistic.

Song lyrics is the ancient Han literature Langyuan in a strange flower, Song lyrics is "a thousand years of threadbare wine, is a thousand years after the flower, is a thousand years of gaze".

Read the Song lyrics, appreciate her bold and open-minded, Su Dongpo, "east of the Yangtze River, the waves are exhausted, the people of the past," the grandiose temperament, "stones through the air, the waves beat the shore, rolled up a thousand piles of snow," the wind and the huge waves of the surging magnificent momentum! "I will draw my bow like the full moon, look northwest and shoot the wolf." The passion of the sky, "thirty years of fame and fortune, 8,000 miles of clouds and the moon" is full of ambition, Xin Qiji, "how many things in the past, not all the Yangtze River, sit off the southeast war is not yet over" the ambition of the unrewarded, "first the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries, the world's worries. First, the world's worries, thick the world's happiness and joy," the broad-mindedness of the world for himself.

Read the Song lyrics, appreciate her subtle euphemisms: "Flowers from the floating water from the flow, a place of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow." "the longing for love," "and shy away, the gold hairpin slipped, but the plum sniffing" shy and playful, "the blue cloud sky, yellow leaves, autumn color even wave, wave on the cold smoke emerald" homesickness sadness, "the golden Phoenix The first time we met, it was better than the rest of the world," he said.

Read Song lyrics, more appreciate her kind of "bamboo cane shoes light than horses, a straw raincoat smoke and rain let life." The idyllic poetic mood of the poem, "The flowers have faded into red, the apricots are small, the swallows are flying, and the green water is surrounded by people's homes." The quiet countryside atmosphere.

Bai Lu Mei said, "Everyone's past life is a plant, or there is always a plant in this life and their relationship. If possible, I really want to build a cabin next to the green mountains and green water, the cabin does not have to be spacious and luxurious, but only to be able to shelter their own bodies and all the dreams: from the morning to see the white clouds out of the mountain and the clear streams, and return to see the stars in the sky to listen to the grass and insects murmuring, and its happy, poetic interest in the heart.

Imagine the empty space on the left side of the hut, where you can plant a row of leeks, a row of spinach, and a few rows of greens, and in the morning, the garden is full of greens embracing the dewdrops on the beds, which are crystal clear and verdant, and full of vitality. Around the garden to tie a circle of fence, the fence climbed with beans, beans, beans and other beans; hut on the right side of several osmanthus: osmanthus danggui four seasons osmanthus, several various colors of camellias, flowers, azaleas, the walls are full of colorful roses, in spring, the birds chirping Jade, flowers competing with each other to compete for beauty; in the fall, the blue water under the sky, the osmanthus ten miles of fragrance, the flowers, brilliant as a cloudy haze, the flowers in the bushes The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Behind the cottage planted on the fruit tree, peach, plum, apricot, cherry, bright peach, apricot, elegant pear, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, flowers, light like a dream, this scene is how beautiful and stunning? Then planted a few bamboo, drizzle fluttering sprinkle, bamboo forest listening to the rain is more elegant and incomparable, the song in the rain, rhyme in the heart into.

The yard set up a stone table a few stone benches, leisure time to invite on three or five friends to sit here to enjoy the scenery and tea rest, fresh seasonal vegetables, mountain dishes and wild scissors fried plate, forest stream fishing, stream deep fish fat, cups and plates randomly set up, away from the hustle and bustle of the strands of natural fresh flavors to make friends from afar cheek to cheek, the appetite to open up and then pat the table to call out. Between the drinks, the main drunken guests happy, behind the house in the forest, the birds wantonly sing, endless joy. Here, so the worries are futile and superfluous, all the worries will instantly turn into nothing. In front of my eyes, I can only see the beautiful scenery, listen to the clear sound, the mood is incomparable cozy. Cool hut, plain hand burning incense, cooking words cooking tea, splashing ink writing ...... The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.

" The water is the eye wave horizontal, the mountain is the brow peak gathered, want to ask the pedestrian to go over there? The first time I've seen this, I've seen it in my life, and I've seen it in my life. The song, is this Jianshui autumn pupil of the full eyes.

The classic selection of fine prose Part III: Thrift is a virtue

"With meals meals, suitable for the mouth to fill the intestines. Full of cooking and slaughter, hungry and tired of chaff." This is the words of the Thousand Character Classic, meaning: life should be frugal, meals to taste can eat full on the line. Satisfied when satisfied with big fish and meat, hungry when the wine chaff can also fill hunger. Zhuge Liang also said in the Book of Commandments, "The gentleman's behavior, quietness to cultivate the body, frugality to cultivate virtue, not indifferent to brighten the mind, not serenity not to be far-sighted." It can be seen that thrift is a traditional virtue of the Chinese people, but also a person of noble character performance.

Thrift is a quality that needs to be adhered to at all times. Ancient cloud: "Thrift, the virtue of **** also; luxury, the evil of the big also." Throughout history, thrift has been regarded as the way of governance, the foundation of the industry, the treasure of the family, vigorously advocate. "All through the past sage country and family, success by hard work and thrift defeat by luxury." The logic of historical development is exactly the same. Do you remember that all the emperors in the beginning of the founding of the country did not start from thrift? In the early years of China's history, Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty intended to build a palace in Luoyang, but he later realized that the world had just been pacified, and that this would be a waste of money and labor, so he dismissed the idea. During the reign of Emperor Tang Taizong, he advocated that people should "refrain from extravagance and follow simplicity" and refrain from wasting money. Moreover, in the early years of the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, one of the reform measures of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was to advocate frugality in the whole country. In order to prove his determination to "refrain from extravagance and be simple", Emperor Tang Xuanzong ordered a group of jewels and embroideries in the palace to be burnt. Both Emperor Tang Taizong and Emperor Xuanzong could see the importance of frugality in their actions. Thrift is one of the important reasons for their reputation of "Rule of Zhenguan" and "Rule of Kaiyuan". It can be seen that thrift is a good traditional virtue, but also one of the guidelines for people's life, but also the way of wealth.

But in the modern city, people's living standards are getting higher and higher, but people's sense of thrift is getting lower and lower. Most of the people think, something old, should be thrown; since their standard of living has improved, they should enjoy, every day living a life of luxury; worse, every day does not seem to waste resources will not be happy as if, depending on the earth's valuable resources such as dirt, in recent years, the Yellow River, the Huaihe River is a very simple example of frequent breaks in the flow.

Throughout history and modern times, many celebrities and developed countries have taken thrift as their own revered code of living and traditional virtues. They are well aware of the fact that "success is due to thrift, but failure is due to extravagance", so they pay special attention to thrift education for their children or young generation. Our teachers also often teach us to love and cherish food, and to take thriftiness as a virtue. However, there are not many people who really listen to us and who can really do it. When we walk into the school, walk on the street, into the eyes of the ground is the white flowers of rice and steamed bread, this is our country's food is too much to eat? No, in China with a population of 1.3 billion, to solve the problem of food and clothing is still a long-term and arduous task. As teenagers, we should understand "a porridge and a meal, when thinking about the hard-earned; half silk and half a wisp, always think of the material force is difficult." The truth! I hope everyone can start from small things, saving, no longer waste! Diligence can make up for clumsiness, saving can make up for poverty. Have money can only temporarily satisfy your desires, and learn to be thrifty that will be your permanent wealth.

Emerson once said: "Thrift is a life of inexhaustible virtues." Thrift, both our country's fine traditions, but also people respected by the good character. Some students pour out their unfinished meals at will, and leave their unfashionable clothes out in the cold, do you think this will show your wealth? "Every food, then think of the difficulties of harvest, every clothing, then think of the textile this hard work. Every gruel and meal is a reminder of how hard it is to come by, and every shred of silk is a reminder of how hard it is to make things work." When you eat every meal, have you ever thought about the hard work of the farmers? When you wear every piece of clothing, have you ever thought of the textile workers spinning and weaving hard?

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult. In short, in order to the motherland's wealth and strength, the revitalization of the nation, we can not forget the virtue of thrift; small, in order to personal cultivation, the family's wealth, we also want to carry forward this virtue.

The classic selection of fine prose Article 4: Later Later

Lonely night, the streets of the neon lights flashing neon colors, brilliant colors filled my eyes, seductive light outlined my confused eyes, I dragged the tired body, the body has no weight. In this world, some people are divided and some people are united, tears don't speak, the stars look at me. I asked myself, what is lost?

I walked and stopped, all those charming memories reflected in my mind, I do not cry, I think I should learn to smile, learn to be confident.

A hundred years to repair the same boat, a thousand years to repair the *** pillow sleep. I'd like to ask you what is the love of the world, until life and death.

However, this colorful world, what is changing, eternity has become last night's dream shadow. Is not it, emptied you, but also emptied myself, last night's lingering y imprinted in my heart, warmth, wrapped around my entire huddled body, the vague sense of paroxysm filled the atmosphere around me, I seem to have forgotten their own existence. Feelings are like kite strings that can't be grasped, I don't know whether to hold on tight or relax, I can't fall into sorrow, at least, there are still the soft words you say in my ear. It's enough.

The future of the future, how do I live a good life of their own thirst.

Just women, easy to fall in love, always trapped in love, always fall deeper and deeper, but women, love is her soul, for her loved ones, can devote a lifetime.

Fortunately, can still hold your hand, walking through the streets of gusts of cool wind, I forgot what flavor of sadness.

Your disheveled cheeks, strangling the sweet molecules in the air, the black hole of despair blocked the intersection in front of us, dear, we are not in a hurry. It's good to have you.

My tears suddenly rolled down, emotions instantly out of control, you gently for me to brush off the teardrops on my cheeks, I smiled, I am clear how to walk the road in the future.

The future of the future, the unknown sky, the sky blue blue blue, the sun to the warm, the flowers bloom quietly.

The classic selection of fine prose Article 5: In the most beautiful time, meet the most beautiful you

In a spring morning, the birds chirping happily, you wear a purple dress, tied with two lovely pigtails, quietly sitting in a corner of the campus, holding a book, looking at it with a smile on his face, reciting a few poems from time to time. I was impressed by your recitation, gently walked to your side, do not dare to disturb your interest in reading poetry. The way you read, reminds me of a woman as beautiful as spring color, in the time of the spring breeze, sitting on the case, one hand holding a book, one hand holding a fragrant tea, read those beautiful and beautiful Xu Zhimo small poems.

Spring, such as your graceful body, walking towards me. The spring breeze, such as your water-like pace, every step, on the water to give birth to a delicate and elegant lotus flower. Spring light, such as your beautiful temperament, point by point overflowing with bright luster. Spring flowers, such as your brilliant red cheeks, a low head charming shyness. Spring rain, such as your watery eyes, exudes a crystalline luster.

Quietly, I can look at you like this, is my happiness. I don't want to bother you, but quietly appreciate, silently smile at your back, quietly listen to your slender and emotional voice, my people drunk, my heart drunk, my soul drunk.

I met you, is to meet the most beautiful time. I don't know, I can meet you such a wonderful woman. Gently pull away the spring mist, I see your face, natural and innocent; I see your eyes, clear and pleasant; I see your hair, black and slender; I see your smile, light and sweet.

Time flies, flew to the jasmine time in early summer. The young heart soared, drunk in the mountains of jasmine bushes. Small tender white jasmine, such as the baby's fist as lovely open, warm wind caress, make it slightly shaking. Some of the jasmine, open as the Han Palace of Zhao Feiyan, like in the green "palm" on the light dance; some open like Zhou Xun played Lin Weiyin, skillful, gentle and elegant; some open like the gold dust in the family of Dong Jie, pure and romantic.

Time is a bosom wine, when you are drunk, will be drunk in the most beautiful moment. Time is fascinating, when you keep the time of the city, you will keep the heart of the city of her. Time is an eternal landscape, she stood in the landscape, the landscape has become the most fragrant flowers.

Golden sunshine, large and large sprinkled throughout the jungle, the air is overflowing with warm and charming atmosphere. In the distance, a woman in white is walking in the wind among the flowers. Under the sunlight, she looked like an angel who had landed on earth, the sunlight was her wings, the white dress was her fairy clothes, and her white skin had an untainted luster. When she got closer to me, I could see her face clearly: jasmine-like white and transparent skin, jasmine-like pure and lovely smile, grape-like eyes, watery flash, white cheeks, through the peony flower-like rosy.

If that time, she is a purple peony in the spring breeze, with the beauty of the country, let me see unforgettable, then this time, she is a fairy floating down from the sky, with a fog-like mystery. This time, I must not let the time flow away again, let a showy encounter become a parallel line that can only look at each other. My heart was beating rapidly, my eyes, almost afraid to look directly at her. She came closer and closer, and I was overwhelmed by her beauty, mystery, loveliness, romance, and holiness.

We looked at each other and smiled, as if we were old friends with a heart of gold, so I held up the umbrella for you, and gently inserted the jasmine flower between your ears, you did not have the slightest displeasure, but a red cloud flew on the cheeks. In your body, I pay attention to the wing to support the umbrella, your hair fragrance wafted through my nostrils, a mint flavor, mixed with jasmine light aroma, drifting into my nose, so that I like to drink the nectar brewed wine as drunk.

We talked about a moving and refreshing poem, through the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, sadly chanting Li Yu's "It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward", emotionally reciting Li Bai's "light boat has passed ten thousand mountains", and mournfully chanting Li Qingzhao's "It is only on the brow, and then the head of the head, and then the head of the head of the head of the boat. "The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.

We walk in the pear blossom fluttering under the tree, see the "vast white snow" a piece; run in the purple light of lavender, feel the charming purple love; embrace and kiss in the maple red red romance, drunk in the autumn wind and rain in the lingering; standing in the flurry of white snow, practice". The promise of "hold on to your hand and grow old with your son".

In the most beautiful time, meet the most beautiful you. When I was trying to find a reason to approach you, the sky was drizzling. I was inspired to pick a body beside the most beautiful jasmine, bracing a carry a small umbrella, stride towards this jasmine general woman. "This beautiful lady, can I hold the umbrella of life for you?" She had a few flashes of surprise in her eyes. "You go quietly, as I come quietly 。。。。。 You are a bride in the sunset 。。。。。。 Without taking away a single cloud." "In a spring morning, you were in a corner of the campus, had read this poem by Xu Zhimo, I was moved by your moving voice" "Well, then you will be my guardian angel for the time being"

The spring goes and the spring comes back again, and the flower sheds its blossom again. The time of show is always short. Because every minute and every second, the world will change; because each season, there will always be sad people and things; because each stage of life, will experience a different vicissitudes.

The beautiful time and always eternal. Because things will change, the human heart can be eternal; seasons will change, sadness can always be repaired; vicissitudes can not be avoided, but the heart can always be perfected.

Beautiful time, beautiful spring, summer, fall and winter, beautiful people, can always happen unexpected beautiful story. In the most beautiful time, meet the most beautiful you, perhaps, in the eyes of others, those times are not perfect, the beautiful you also have flaws, but in my heart, you are my eyes at first sight, love at first sight. You are my most beautiful edge.

Margin, is so wonderful! In the most beautiful time, I met the most beautiful you, is the arrangement of heaven, but also my most beautiful accident; is destined to be, but also I hold on to the edge of the beautiful start; is the most beautiful encounter, but also the most beautiful love.