Classical lyric prose of famous artists

The most striking feature of prose is that the form is scattered and the spirit is gathered, and the prose that writes scenery and expresses emotion is no exception. The following is my classic lyric prose about landscape writing. I hope you will like our article.

Famous classic lyric prose Part I: Prison Green Story Author: Lu Li

This happened last summer.

I live in an apartment in Beiping. I live in a small room no more than ten feet high, with damp brick floor, paper wall and ceiling, two wooden lattice windows and ingenious paper shutters, which are rare in the south.

The window faces east. Summer in the north will come soon. At about five o'clock in the morning, the sun shone into my hut, and the room was full of terrible light. It didn't leave until half past eleven, which made people feel hot. There are still several vacant rooms in this apartment. I was free to choose, but I finally chose this room facing the east. For a small reason, I accepted it with joy and satisfaction.

On the south wall of this room, there is a small round window with a diameter of about one. The window is round, but a hexagonal glass is embedded, and the lower corner is broken, leaving a big hole in which the hand can be inserted at will. Ivy grows outside the round window. When the sunlight penetrates into my room through its dense branches and leaves, there is a green shadow. I chose this room because I like the green shadow. When the guys in the apartment took me to this room with my suitcase, I caught a glimpse of the green shadow and felt a kind of joy, so I decided without hesitation, which surprised everyone in the apartment.

How precious green is! This is life, this is hope, this is comfort and this is happiness. I miss green, which makes my heart so anxious. I'm glad to see the water is white, I'm glad; Look at the green grass. I'm tired of gloomy city skies and yellow desert plains. I miss green, just like a dried fish waiting for rain! I am anxious to choose my mood, even if it is green, it is regarded as a treasure. When I settled down in this small room, I moved the small table under the round window and put my face to the wall and the small window. Although the door was always open, no one bothered me, because I was lonely and strange in this ancient city. But I don't feel lonely. I forgot the sleepy journey and many unpleasant memories of the past. I looked at this small round hole and the green leaves talked to me. I know the silent language of nature just as it knows my language.

I sat by the window happily. It took a month and two months, and I miss this piece of green. I began to understand the joy of crossing the desert to see the oasis, and I began to understand the joy of sailing adventurers to see the stems and leaves of flowers floating on the sea. People grow in nature, and green is the color of nature.

I watch the growth of ivy outside the window every day. See how it stretches its soft tendrils and clings to the rope that guides it, or to the dead branches, and see how it unfolds its folded tender leaves, gradually turning green and getting old. I carefully looked at its slender veins and buds, hoping that it would grow fast and lush with the help of seedlings. When it rains, I like its pattering sound and dancing.

Suddenly a selfish idea touched me. I reached out from the broken window, put two soft strips rich in pulp into my room, and taught them to stretch on my book case, making green closer and more intimate to me. I use green to decorate my humble room and my depressed mood. I want to use green to compare the love and happiness in the green cage, and I want to use green to compare the gloomy years.

The green branches hang in front of my desk. It is still stretching, still climbing, still growing in Xu Xia, and growing faster than outside. I think I found one? The joy of life? More than any kind of happiness. A long time ago, I lived in a thatched cottage in the country. The ground is newly paved. The roots that have not been removed grow green buds under my bed, and grass bacteria grow in the corner. I can't bear to cut them off. Later, a friend smiled and helped me pull out these weeds. It's a pity, but I blame him for being too busy.

But get up every morning to see this secluded place? Green friends? Its tip always faces the window. Even a thin leaf and a long tendril are facing the original direction. What a tenacious plant! It doesn't understand my caress and my kindness to it. I am unhappy with this plant that always grows towards the sun, because it hurts my self-esteem. But I tied it up and still let the fragile branches hang in front of my case.

It gradually lost its green, turned into soft green, turned into pale yellow, and the branches became thin and thin, like a sick child. I gradually can't forgive my mistakes and lock the plants under the sky into the darkroom; I gradually feel sorry for those damaged branches and leaves. Although I am angry at its stubbornness and lack of intimacy, I will not let it go. Magical ideas grow in my heart.

I was going to go back to the south at the end of July. I'll calculate my return date. Calculate this? Green friends? The day I got out of prison. When I left, it was time for it to be free again.

The Lugouqiao Incident happened. I'm afraid my friends will push me back to the south. I have to change my plan. In mid-July, I couldn't stay in my old capital. The train has been broken for several days, so we should pay attention to the news of driving every day. Finally arrived one morning. When I left, I cherished the freedom of this China who never gave in to the darkness. I put the thin yellow branches and leaves back to their original positions, and I extend my sincere wishes to them, wishing them lush.

It's been a year since I left Beiping. I miss my round window and my green friends. One day, when I meet them, will they look strange?

Classic lyric prose by famous artists Part II: The imprint left by sunshine Author: Wang Lanling

Dunhuang in August, the city of the sun. Strong sunlight poured down like water, making the ancient city bright and clear. Tourists come back and forth over time, and crowds come and go.

Flying from east to west, overlooking from the air, green islands gradually emerged in the vast desert Gobi, and its tenacious vitality surprised people, and even made the enduring charm of this small town on the ancient Silk Road amazing. Countless China people and foreigners; A knowledgeable and wise man, a curious tourist and a devout believer; People of all kinds, with all kinds of purposes, travel long distances and work tirelessly, and flock to Dunhuang with thousands of people every day, hoping to capture and trace the complicated historical evolution through this mysterious window and peek at the glory of the art palace?

The Mogao Grottoes, the giant Buddha of the East, is a golden crown in Dunhuang.

Upon arrival here, people found that the Mogao Grottoes broke the pattern that traditional buildings in China face south, and all the grottoes face east. The first thing to see the sun every day is the nine-story pavilion. It stands above the cave area and becomes the most prominent symbol of the external architecture of Mogao Grottoes. However, the nine-story pavilion does not have the usual carved beams and painted buildings and painted gold paintings. It naturally presents a reddish-brown civil color, gets rid of vulgarity, and makes the essential structure more integrated with the grottoes. The terraces are stacked on top of each other, rising from the cliff, higher than the cliff, flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, with spectacular shapes, simple and solemn, which makes people respect.

Along the reinforced and trimmed plank road, through the winding and steep cliff, I climbed to the top of the nine-story pavilion, and suddenly a huge cave appeared in front of me. At the end of the cave sat a statue of Sakyamuni, 33 meters high. Compared with the vast murals and other cultural treasures of the Mogao Grottoes, people's attention to the Mogao Grottoes seems to be less concentrated. In fact, as an important part of Dunhuang art, statues are as amazing as murals in artistic attainments. This giant Buddha was shaped in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty and took twenty years to complete. The Buddha is as high as the whole mountain, and how high the mountain is, how big the Buddha is; Tourists stand on the pavilion on the ninth floor, but their heads are Buddha's lips. Such a huge scale and magnificent momentum should be comparable to Leshan Giant Buddha in Sichuan. And this giant Buddha condensed many characteristics and essence of Dunhuang colored plastic art in its golden age. Its exquisiteness is unparalleled, and it can only be seen in the national giant Buddha!

The giant Buddha swept away many shortcomings such as improper structure, dull expression and single lines in the early Dunhuang statues, skillfully used the natural conditions of the mountains, laid out properly, coordinated proportions, smooth and natural lines, and the overall shape was simple, plump, graceful and magnificent. Looking closely at the combination of the face of the giant Buddha, we can see that the facial features are deformed, and the nuances are often exaggerated: the phoenix eye is slightly closed, and the eye crack is almost as long as the temple, but it makes people feel sharp and beautiful, just right. The bridge of the nose is tall and handsome. The most striking thing is that the shape of the mouth is based on the needs of light and perspective in the cave. The clever ancient sculptor specially emphasized the lower lip, deliberately making the lower lip protrude from the upper lip, forming an obvious eversion slope on the lower lip line. This strange and bold conception and shaping is simply amazing! From a distance, the giant Buddha's lips are clear and soft, and his mouth is round and full, which seems to be full of vitality. The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned, like a meditation and a smile, which makes the plump face of the Buddha more vivid and radiant, revealing charity and kindness in the wisdom of the wise. Where is this Buddha? Obviously, she is a fleshy, intelligent, beautiful and dignified oriental woman! Looking at this giant Buddha can remind people of their respected elders, associate with many familiar faces in life, and even make people feel that this is our China people, that is, simple Dunhuang people. What is the success of this giant Buddha and its immortal artistic charm? People? The appreciation of dignity lies in the eternal praise of life. ? What are people's wishes and their gods? , isn't it?

However, a little attention will reveal that in the middle of the cheek of the giant Buddha? Millimeter wave? There is an ugly hole in it. It is said that this is a Russian villain in exile in Dunhuang. I don't know what kind of dark psychology it is, so I stood in the pavilion on the ninth floor and shot the giant Buddha on the forehead, leaving this evil mark. Local villagers said that after the gunshot, blood immediately gushed from the forehead of the giant Buddha, and blood stains can still be seen now. Take a closer look at the nose and mouth of the giant Buddha. Sure enough, there are some black marks. Obviously, this is a side statement. Those gangsters on the face of the giant Buddha are just the original paintings in which the facial depression is oxidized and discolored. But this legend expresses an emotion, that is, strong indignation against thieves who have stolen and destroyed Dunhuang treasures for a hundred years.

The Mogao Grottoes is the pride of China's ancient culture, but it also left too many painful memories for China people. In the historical evolution of more than 600 years since the opening of the cave in the former Qin Dynasty/kloc-0, the Mogao Grottoes have experienced prosperity, but more is bad luck. It was not until the People's Liberation Army entered Dunhuang that the disaster in the Mogao Grottoes ended and was reborn.

Today, the historical mission of the Mogao Grottoes as a religious shrine has ended, and its artistic life is radiating dazzling brilliance. The giant Buddha in the nine-story pavilion meditates in front of the sun every day, graceful and graceful, just like an oriental beauty god. If it is spiritual, it will realize that Dunhuang will be more magnificent today and in the future.

The sun will give you a new sand mountain. The evening in Dunhuang belongs to Mingsha Mountain.

Tourists who have been running in the bright light of the day are now chasing the sunset and flocking to Mingsha Mountain, ten miles south of the city. Mingsha Mountain in the sunset is like a series of magical and brilliant pyramids. Sunlight is like a magic mirror, which outlines the undulating sand mountains with strong contrast between light and shade, forming a series of endless and huge right angles, inclined planes and arcs. Faced with these angular and towering sand mountains, I am afraid that the best painters in the world will be confused and at a loss about the change of this line.

This sand mountain seems to have an inexplicable temptation, until it, tourists immediately get carried away, childlike innocence. Throughout the ages, men, women and children, in an instant, what level of dignity, status and face, secular prejudice and shy scruples have been thrown into the country of claw depression. They took off their shoes and socks one by one, barefoot, and ran and frolicked at will on the warm and soft beach, savoring and enjoying the happiness of childhood. Tourists from other countries don't want to miss the opportunity to ride camels. At sunset, a strange camel team, bathed in sunshine, walks on the beach, with long camel bells and high spirits, but can appreciate many elegant tastes of exploring ancient times!

The top of the steep Mingsha Mountain is already crowded with people. Those who get to the top of the mountain before others cover the whole mountain like victorious teachers: waving, shouting and whistling at the known and unknown climbers at the foot of the mountain. The sun shines with dazzling golden light behind the dense crowd, forming a rare silhouette effect, as if these mortal bodies suddenly became shining gods around them.

Originally, there were only layers of fine ripples on the sand mountain plane, but now there are rows of deep footprints, like water whirling, comma dragging a small tail, obviously shining secretly under the refraction of sunlight. Tourists follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and strive to climb upwards. Sand mountain is like an upright blade, and quicksand is like water. It's hard to take one step and slide down half a step. However, no one wants to retreat halfway down the mountain. People you don't know tease each other and encourage each other. Somehow, regardless of nationality or race, people all over the mountain are close friends of each other.

In this random climbing team, there is a tall, blue-eyed, blond English boy who has aroused people's amazement. The young man's left foot was injured, and a layer of black plastic cloth was wrapped under his calf to prevent sand irrigation. The young man dragged this stiff foot and concentrated his whole body weight on his right leg. Instead of walking, he jumped up step by step. His face was flushed and he was panting. He was playing a relaxing and interesting game, and he shouted at his female companion in front from time to time? Maria. ? And stretched out his right hand and gestured on his chest, indicating to his fellow tourists that he had reached halfway up the mountain. This energetic young man finally reached the summit of Mingsha Mountain with the last leap. No sooner had he caught his breath than my friends handed me a small camera. The young man took the machine and immediately entered the role, seizing the last shooting opportunity before sunset. Unfortunately, he can't reflect his sweat on the sunset lens.

It's nearly ten o'clock at night, and the sunset is still releasing its last glory on the horizon, gorgeous and colorful. Looking down from the sand mountain, the crescent spring after dredging has recovered its original appearance, as clear as a crescent moon embedded at the foot of the sand mountain. At this moment, the spring water reflects the rosy clouds all over the sky. It seems that many sparks are splashed on the water from time to time, and golden flowers burst out.

Almost all the tourists are attracted by the scenery in front of them and are a little confused. Mingsha Mountain and Crescent Moon Spring, two diametrically opposite substances, have become a pair of close twin brothers. The nature of nature is incredible! Otherwise, it's just a little effort to cover the crescent spring with the sand from Mingsha Mountain. However, for thousands of years, from the day people found them, they lived in peace and confirmed each other's existence. That bucket of clear water can't be dried by the wind, sand can't be buried, and it won't dry up in the year of drought. Some people can't resist the temptation of the crescent moon spring, can't wait to see the magnificent scenery of the sunset in Pingsha, and roll down the hill. The laughter brought up a splash of sand waves, as if it were poured down by a sand stream.

Some tourists suddenly lost their minds: if everyone takes quicksand like this, in the long run, will Mingsha Mountain be razed to the ground by many tourists and cease to exist? An old man selling watermelons at the top of the mountain looked up and laughed.

Just like the crescent moon spring in the sand mountain without being hidden, Mingsha Mountain, a seemingly condensed loose sand, has never lowered its height, lost its edges and corners, and never changed its personality despite being constantly impacted by tourists for thousands of years. Every day, when the tourists are exhausted, when the night is deep, the mysterious Fengshen from the depths of the desert will sweep the scattered fine sand up the mountain and wipe away countless footprints left by tourists. The ridges that have been ground bare during the day will reappear with sharp edges and corners. Fengshen comes and goes without a trace, only the layers of tidal quicksand patterns on the sand surface will leave it with a hard night. When the last star in the sky disappears, with the crowing of distant chickens, a new day begins, and the sun will give you a new sand mountain.

No wonder people who swim across Mingsha Mountain once always expect a second time.

Classic lyric prose by famous artists Part III: All Hundred Gardens are in favor of Author: Zhong

? Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year. ? No, in our socialist era, every year is different, not only people are different? Step by step, singing loudly, unlike flowers. Look at the spring scenery in the early sixties, which is more brilliant than last year; Flowers are more charming, beautiful and colorful.

Painters can wave colored pens and draw a picture of a hundred flowers on a ruler; Poets can gallop through their imaginations and sing poems of a hundred flowers. However, if you want to turn your ideal into reality, you will not succeed unless you have a magnificent spirit, hard work, the spirit of breaking superstition and bold creation.

The Baihua Garden at the flower show is a wonderful performance of gardeners in the new society and the crystallization of the spirit of our times and the excellent tradition of national culture.

Baihua Garden, from a distance, is simply a sea of flowers and mountains, integrated, with flowers and trees floating in the clouds and grass and flowers all over the place. The truth is, when you go deep into it and observe it carefully, you will feel that every flower and tree has its own interests, which makes you linger and watch it endlessly.

In the Baihua Garden, the first thing that catches your eye is the Baihuatai which stands in the center. Standing on the top of the platform, wearing brightly colored clothes and smiling at tourists, is the famous Sichuan production company "Azalea". Looking up, I seem to see a dazzling picture of mountains and white clouds everywhere. Rhododendrons all over the mountains? Beautiful scenery. Count the flower species on the stage again, including paraffin oil, Guayeju, Nianjinghua, Diyanghua, straw sandals, Venus grass, Dianthus chinensis and Carambola. Too much talk. Among them, there is lotus peony that Chengdu has never seen before. Each of these countless flowers and plants has several varieties, right? A bunch of red? As a representative, there are? A pile of white? 、? A string of blue ones? In recent years, gardeners have cultivated many new varieties. With the spirit of bold creation, they broke? Are the flowers similar year after year? This statement has added countless people to the big garden? New flowers? .

There is a science and technology innovation park in the upper left corner of Baihua Garden, which makes every tourist believe that human resources can also be wonderful. There are Chunlan, Xia Lian, Qiuju and Dongmei, which were born at different times for thousands of years. Now they are all open together, providing people with auspicious signs. There are also orchids that bloom early and daffodils that bloom late. The flowers are graceful and fragrant. On a tree, there are two colors of flowers: Begonia and Rhododendron. Another tree will bear four kinds of fruits: lemon, birthday orange, seasonal orange and grapefruit. They seem to have stepped out of the circle of small families and formed a harmonious family. There are not only four-season famous flowers here, but also exotic flowers and herbs all over the country, such as peony in Cao Zhou, milk eggplant in Guangzhou, crab claw orchid, hyacinthus orientalis and cyclamen in Shanghai, all of which fall from the sky. If it weren't for today's new society, the party's infinite concern for people's cultural life, the rugged Shu Road, the chaotic society, the hard years and the cold and hunger life, who could dream of getting beautiful flowers blooming everywhere and seeing famous flowers at all times and at all times?

If we say that most of the gardens with scientific and technological innovation are unprecedented flowers and trees, there are many flowers and trees with ancient appearance diagonally opposite it and at the lower right of Baihua Garden. They are intertwined and bizarre, and they all have a longevity of 80, 90 or 1200 years. This is the pile head area, with magnolia, begonia and crape myrtle as the most. From these pillows, we can see the exquisiteness of traditional Chinese gardening art and the wisdom of working people. They make the branches of flower trees grow according to people's will, or dance like a woman, or be graceful like a car cover, or stand proudly, or be bleak and quiet. Among them, there are a pair of Vitex negundo trees, which are the products of more than 100 years. When it was just liberated, it was extremely vital. After the cultivation of the people, it has become strong and solid, and now it has become a treasure in a hundred gardens. We celebrate these ancient piles, whether in the Wang family or Xie family in the past, today they all return to the birthdays of ordinary people.

To say that the history is ancient, there is a camellia about 20 feet high in the garden opposite the pillow area, which has lived for 150 years and can be said to be a vicissitudes tree. It stands upright, flourishing, with ten thousand red flowers and oily green leaves. It can be said that it is old and full of vigor. Like many old people today, they are getting younger and younger. It fell from the sky by the government and sent more than 30 flowers to escort it home. This is its first time to attend the flower show. People thank the ancient and young Camellia King for adding a lot of color to the Baihua Garden!

Another place in Baihua Garden is where peonies and peonies gather. Many famous species are presented to people with their collective images. The layout of the whole flower show pays attention to this feature, and neither ignores the personality of flowers and trees, so that each flower and tree can do its best; And pay special attention to the collective image, so that every flower species, such as Whelan (Garden), Camellia (Forest), Magnolia (Forest), Peony and Paeonia lactiflora in Baihua Garden, with its charm of thousands of trees and pots, forms a magnificent picture to welcome thousands of tourists from Qian Qian. This is not only pleasing to the eye, but also refreshing. Open your arms.

There are so many flowers in the garden that a pen can't describe them all. Are those common peach blossoms, plum blossoms and spring welcoming? * * * * With their swarms of flower trees and colorful colors, let all loves be full of flowers, fans leave and flowers are overflowing. Ah, those slender and delicate green willows, fluttering gently in the spring breeze? Let's enjoy it carefully!