Northeast essay?

In winter in the northeast, the wind is very cold, and the ice and snow are very cold. The following is what I brought to you for your appreciation.

It snows in the northeast.

When I woke up, I saw a thin layer of snow on the opposite roof tile, and half of it had fainted in all directions, which gave me an illusion in an instant: "Spring has begun."

This is the first snow in Tianjin, because the temperature is not low enough, it is difficult to see all the live snowflakes. This is my fourth winter here. To tell the truth, the snow here makes me very unhappy as a northeast person, so I might as well enjoy drinking. Landing is like a flash in the pan, wet and dirty.

As a result, homesickness and snow.

In the northeast, half a year's freezing is beyond the understanding of many southerners, and half a year is spent in the cold; In the northeast, there is a kind of snowflake called "goose feather" and a kind of weather called "bong". The biting cold wind was wrapped in snowflakes the size of feathers, and the scene was spectacular.

In the drama of the Qing Dynasty, we often hear the words "Ninggu Pagoda, a place of bitter cold". Ningguta is Mudanjiang, and just one sentence can explain how bad the weather in Northeast China is. However, as a northeast person, this kind of cold is just a common occurrence for us, and not everyone dares to touch the beauty of that kind of cold.

When I was a child, the world was not warming, the sea level was normal, and the snow in the northeast would be more spectacular. It's just MINUS 30 or 40 degrees, and it's common to block doors and windows with heavy snow overnight.

The story of waking up will be like this: the door can't be pushed open, and pushing hard is only a tiny gap. The snow swept around by the strong wind is no longer soft, but very solid. So I opened the tightly glued wooden window and jumped out to clear the snow. My father will also take me to save other people's homes and enjoy playing, which also makes me understand what it means to help others.

Although winter is bitter, it also brings us a lot of fun. In this world where the snow is getting smaller and smaller, I miss those childhood scenes more and more. Besides the well-known sledges, gyroscopes and skates, I prefer to dig snow holes. Every time it snows heavily, friends go to the deep ditch at the entrance of the village with small shovels in groups of three or five.

The deep ditch at the entrance of the village is a holy place to dig snow holes. The cross-sectional area is three or four meters deep, at least several hundred square meters. Of course, this size is also estimated by my memory in my mind. The deep ditch is connected with the river around the village, and we start construction from the place where the river enters the ditch. In fact, the principle of digging a snow hole is the same as that of digging a cave. Leave enough load-bearing columns and make enough space for partners to "live".

Now I can't help laughing when I see those "sensational" milk powder advertisements on TV. If they really hint at this, our friend will become a structural architect. No one taught me the skill of digging snow holes. It is entirely based on the life experience of rural children. If you ask me how thick a pillar is, I can only shake my head. Experience is such a thing, and it comes from actual combat.

Now that I think about it, I really dare not let my children play those projects I have played. This is really dangerous. Once there is an avalanche of three or four meters, the heavenly king Lao Tzu can't save you. I have died here many times.

But what are rural children? It is better than the flowers in the greenhouse. Only in the wild can the fittest survive. Many injuries were left at that time. Old people often say that naughty children are promising, but none of the rural children are naughty! I learned to ride a bike when I was very young. My car is even taller than me. In order to learn it, I still have a semicircular scar on my face. Dogs in the countryside are fierce. When you are often bitten by a dog, you will try your best to vent your anger, and even wrestle with a dog heavier than yourself. There are countless such things. Even so, my parents always ridicule me for "making a stick", which is the education of rural people. Although I am ungrateful as a "highly educated" person, I am grateful.

Some time ago, I watched a program called "The Speaker" on TV. Someone told me about the spirit of the Great Northeast, which fascinated me. The people of Northeast China reclaimed the Great Northern Wilderness, which can be called "hardship" and "pioneering". This is hardship and a great honor.

I'm proud of more than that. Everyone says I am a grumpy Northeastern, but I am really generous. We are not biting dogs. We are more like Siberian tigers, why bother with ink? Frank is the true nature of a man.

Northeasters pay attention to the word "righteousness", and men are magnanimous and don't need those twists and turns. We northeastern people are not stupid enough not to bend, but really despise it, which is our pride. Dad, a rude man, can't say anything, but he totally taught me the spirit of the Northeast by beating and cursing. I think, no matter where I am, no matter what kind of customs I will have in the future, I will never lose this spirit.

Standing in the middle of the storm, the firm eyes, the clank of iron, no one can break the backbone of the northeast people. Born and raised in Sri Lanka, the northeast has long been integrated with everything here, and I have always been in awe of this black land.

Looking back at the snow, is it still snow? Torrential atmosphere, that is the northeast!

Close to the northeast

I come from the south. I have always felt that the northeast is a very cold and distant term. At that time, it was separated from me by Qianshan and from my heart by Qianshan. I even think that the northeast is the endless, cold and extended white snow on the snowy plain of Linhai.

Until I met Mr. Zheng Xudong.

I remember it was a sunny and warm winter day. I sat in front of the computer and thought I should find some nice words to spend such a wonderful weekend with me. So, I met Miss Zheng. To be exact, it was Mr. Zheng and I who met by chance.

The fate in the world is really wonderful. I clicked on a website called China prose net and happened to see Mr. Zheng's prose. In fact, there are many other articles on the website. After reading it, you can have the same attitude as countless times you read articles online before: "wave your sleeves and don't take away a cloud." However, this time, I didn't leave. Instead, I found the author's number and filled it in the column of friend verification: "I like your writing." In this way, I became one of many fans of Teacher Zheng. Teacher Zheng Xudong is a member of Heilongjiang Writers Association. As a department leader and amateur writer, he used his spare time to keep writing for many years. So far, a collection of essays and the novel Fire Bath have been published. And published short stories, essays and plays in various media, and won various honors, which is even more difficult to count and admirable.

What is more admirable is Mr. Zheng's character.

Teacher Zheng has many fans, not only because of his good writing, but also because of his own personality charm. As a man in the northeast, from the photos, Mr. Zheng is not handsome, but he is modest and hearty, not artificial. I am a beginner in writing, and I often have a lot of things I don't understand. My teacher always tells me that she has taken the trouble to help me revise many articles. Once, I wrote a short story. Send it to him at night. He was very busy at that time and asked me to watch it tomorrow. But when I opened it the next morning, I accidentally saw the teacher's message. The article affirms the advantages, points out the disadvantages and puts forward some suggestions. There are hundreds of words, occupying the whole window! Very touching. I remember another time, I saw a short article similar to a letter from a reader in a magazine. I haven't read that magazine at all, but in order to apply, I make up stories, whitewash words and make up my feelings. After writing it, I read it myself, feeling beautiful in language and ingenious in conception, and quite smug. Show it to the teacher, and the teacher immediately took a blow and pointed out that this paragraph is flashy and flattering. I'm ashamed to think of it so far.

Teacher Zheng often teaches me that "the style of writing is like character." Learn the style of writing and learn to be a man first. " If this is put on the teacher, it is absolutely true. The teacher's article, like his character, is peaceful, simple and unpretentious.

I think if a place can attract people, it must have something special. If an article can attract people, it must have something special. The most special thing about Mr. Zheng's prose is that it records the most ordinary things in life in the most plain language. In my opinion, the word "easy" seems plain and easy, but it is actually the most difficult. Ping, if there is no calm tolerance, it will become dull. Yi, without the connotation of time accumulation, is superficial. "Words on earth" says that there are three conditions in life: one condition is to look at mountains and water. Second, mountains are not mountains, and water is not water. Three places, mountains or mountains, water or water. Teacher Zheng's prose is three realms, which is the tranquility after experiencing mountains and canyons; It is an epiphany of monks after a hundred years of practice; It is natural for the text to reach a dangerous place ... He wrote a leisurely car unique to Northeast China, with simple language and meaningful meaning. "Leisure cars are generally 100cm long, 50cm wide and 30cm high. There are beams and floors under the car. Its shape is like a boat, with two ends slightly tilted, and the bicycle side is oval, which is made of thin wooden boards fumigated by steam. Generally, the outside of the bicycle side is painted with red or yellow paint, with auspicious characters such as long life and wealth, 10% of nine sons, or decorative patterns such as Shiro visiting mother, Wang Xiaoyu, pine bamboo and phoenix crane. Clouds are painted on the upper and lower edges of high-end recreational vehicles, indicating that children can be promoted and made rich when they grow up. " Such a statement, if there is no careful observation of life, if there is no washing and filtering of the soul, can not write such charm. Yes, this is the unique charm of a northeast man. Although there is no gorgeous language coat and excessive packaging, the charm of life and thought is heavily hidden between the lines, emitting a unique rural atmosphere.

He writes about the scenery in a calm and affectionate style. A scene, a thing, a flower and a grass all have fresh vitality in his works. "Scattered raindrops, urged by thunder, fell on the river and immediately kissed the dimples on the cheeks, like a smile, which was very beautiful." * * * "Damei Wetland" * * * "The grass on the meadow stretches its eyebrows and takes out all the green colors to render. Suddenly some naughty flowers with nameless names appeared, yellow or white, red or purple, and bees and butterflies also had lovers to chase. * * * "Spring thunder flies" * * * ... For teachers, scenery is no longer a scene, and things are not just things, but a part of themselves, and the two are integrated. Just as a teacher treats people simply, in his pen, all the scenery is not high or low. Of course, you can also add romance: peach blossom, apricot blossom, lilac flower, potato flower, ice flower ... rural firewood, firewood pile, cornfield ... and even a big dung heap, even through his brush strokes, he can actually give birth to flowers.

Another notable feature of teachers' prose is its strong local flavor and regional characteristics. "When you walk into Sun Island in this fog, you walk into a dreamlike fairyland, and you walk into a spotless crystal world." "Sophia Church is wearing a white hat and shining; The European-style buildings on the central street sparkle with snow clothes; The rime in Sun Island makes willows bear silver flowers, and pine trees bear silver chrysanthemums. Yabuli's ski resort is getting more and more lively, and athletes are flying in the forest. Snowflakes in Harbin are sentimental. They float like butterflies on your shoulders, in your arms, in your palms, on your eyelashes, and become cool raindrops ... "Every time I read my teacher's prose, I always mistakenly think that I am enjoying one Chinese painting after another: I have entered the beautiful Sun Island, the historic city of Harbin and Xiushan Lishui, and I feel that I am in the northeast. Northeast China, a once pale and cold word, has gradually gained temperature and vivid color.

In Mr. Zheng's prose, the description of local customs is the most used pen. The word amorous feelings is wonderful. A woman without amorous feelings has no taste, and a place without amorous feelings has no interest and meaning. Want to know what the eight eccentrics in Northeast China are? How big is the bread in Harbin? What is Galaha? Do you know how delicious Kaijiang fish, small tofu and ginger in Northeast China are? ..... Mr. Zheng explained it to us in his "Northeast Wind". It can be said that this is a unique collection of essays and an encyclopedia of northeast folk culture. It will lead us to approach, understand and fall in love with the Northeast with its unique style and affectionate attitude.

I read almost every composition of the teacher before. Now I reread it, and I still feel deeply. I have to admit that what impressed me most was not the content of the article, but the emotion contained in it. Reading each of his essays can touch his ardent heart of loving his hometown and Northeast China. Whether he writes about the ice and snow flowers in the northeast, or the grass and trees, or the eight eccentrics, or the customs of other places, his works are full of feelings of his hometown. This persistence and sincerity make his writing full of humanistic spirit and compassion, showing a unique literary texture and language tension. In particular, the delicate interpretation of life, the deep attachment to the homeland, and the persistent pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty are like the sunshine in winter at the moment, getting together and hugging me warmly. I believe it will definitely warm more people.

Summer in Northeast China has passed.

Just like all the year round, when we want to sigh that it has come, it has quietly wanted to leave. This is the case every year, trampling on our youth, pushing the pace of time forward slowly, and not staying because of anyone's mood.

In every corner of the earth, no matter what season, there will be stories that become blurred with the change of season. Some people have new hopes for life, some people have new commitments to their loved ones, some people are sad because of the departure of their loved ones, and a new life will still come to this world. People who are getting old are clinging to the tail of years and living hard. Everyone is working hard for their relatives, lovers and friends.

When you can feel the footsteps of autumn from time to time, the wind has turned cold, leaves are falling slowly or flying in the air, and the footsteps of Mid-Autumn Festival are approaching. The weather is cold and dark, which makes people want to hibernate now. The water in the river is so cold that children can't go into the water to catch fish and play at will. Adults even warn children who go out to play to come back early. The weather in the north will change with the seasons, and the days are getting shorter and shorter at night.

Sometimes I like the weather in a season very much, and I always want to leave so soon, so I catch up with the pace of time, afraid of missing some inexplicable sadness, but I still can't escape the time.

Occasionally, as people get older, they are more willing to pay attention to everything around them. Everything becomes no longer free and easy, and everything becomes blurred. They spend every day with an ignorant heart. Of course, when they get serious, they will try their best to take care of their panels, pay more attention to the weight of sleep, and begin to envy the nightlife after 90. Like myself as a child, I will have more feelings and want to write down my special feelings when the seasons alternate.

Summer in Northeast China has passed.