Performance exam recitation essay

The Eyes of the Wasteland CCTV International Author Liu Shenping

You are so obsessed with this magical wilderness. You praise its transcendence and vastness; you envy its strength and majesty; you look at it again and again, but you hide your own thoughts.

Each of your works shows that humans and nature have a closer relationship than blood ties. Before it you are a pilgrim again. You gently press your hot cheek into the holy snow at the foot of the holy mountain, listen to the sounds from the sky that make your heart tremble among the blue sky, sunshine, white clouds and snow peaks, and bear the heavy Nature's baptism of your soul.

You are often alone like this, falling into a whirlpool of thought for a long time. Let your thoughts roam freely - the vast land, the distant horizon, and the long journey. Look for the closest and gentlest moment in your dream, and try to capture that wonderful aura of communication between man and nature. Sometimes you are a traveler with worried thoughts, but more often you are a traveler who exiles your soul.

The world and heaven, dreams and reality highlighted under the magnifying glass will make you realize that human beings are like a grain of sand in the vast and lofty world. They are really too small and insignificant.

The white clouds floating from the top of the holy mountain pass by your peaceful inner lake, gently calling you again...

A friend once said: Like the temptation of the mountains and wild fields The spring breeze tempts horses just like the prairie. The temptation of Tibet is so huge and difficult to get rid of. For artists who dare to pursue it, it is like the sea tempting the rivers. You are one of countless pilgrims who have been tempted.

In the golden autumn of 1996, you and two young photographers set out from the foot of the Great Wall and began an arduous and legendary snowy trip along the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. You walked into this white holy land and put yourself into the blind wasteland with obsession. In the thin air and thick snow, you heard the sound of life pulling knots and saw the expansion of the body in the snow. Facing the nature of life, your eyes become moist and your eyes become brighter. You pressed the shutter of the soul with the piety of a pilgrim.

In September 1999, you walked into Tibet again and fulfilled your long-cherished wish to travel through the mountains and rivers of Tibet. It is the destiny to enter Tibet in this life. It is the destiny to enter Tibet in this life. Wang Jin, the vast snowfield heard your singing. In front of your works, I can't help but think of a writer's words about the West: I am afraid that the only place that people love and dare to take risks with their lives is the West. The west is as strong as a warrior; the west is as gentle as a beauty. The West makes all those who admire beauty in the world willing to shed their blood. Reading and interpreting your works allows people to mentally comprehend the echoes of history coming from the depths of the earth and the unique and profound cultural heritage of the snow-covered nation.

The muddy and rugged mountain roads, the vast and desolate wilderness, and the tall and steep snow-capped mountains are constantly polishing you, your will, and your character. In the misty wind and snow, you and your friends have been sleeping and sleeping in the embrace of the mountains again and again. With your youthful blood and firm faith in your heart, you are proud of the mountains and snowy fields and welcome the sun held by the holy mountain and the holy lake.

With a piece of sincerity in your hand, you walk along the spiritual road towards the vast mountains and wilderness. As a result, your experiences, experiences, and emotions are merged with the vast snowy plateau, making your mind gradually transparent, just like this lake.

You step on the golden fallen leaves and walk in the forest. The rustling autumn leaves sing you a love song that you will never forget. You exclusively enjoy the love given to you by nature, and you deeply imprint your love for nature into your eyes and turn it into eternity.