Writing in classical Chinese

1. When I was writing a composition in 500-word classical Chinese junior high school, I came into contact with ancient Chinese from the well-known sentence "The foot of the bed is bright, and the ground is frosty". Since then, my curiosity about ancient Chinese has been lingering in my mind. Gradually,

As I grew older, I gradually learned about this familiar and unfamiliar culture. Tracing back the history of China's ancient prose and exploring its evolution, I was deeply impressed by its magic and richness. Ancient prose shows people China's leisure.

A long history; Ancient prose, which tells people about the splendid ancient culture of China. It is profound and simple, it is simple and beautiful, it is full of charm, it is profound, and it makes people applaud. From the ancient prose, I feel that

The profound thoughts of the ancients. As early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and the doctrine of Confucius and Mencius is still widely circulated, which can regulate our words and deeds at all times. How can you write beautiful articles and stories as late as the Ming and Qing Dynasties?

Is it not worthy of our reference and appreciation? The ancient Chinese completely conquered me. I am full of yearning for the paradise of "yellow hair and pleasure"; I am completely honest about "getting out of the mud without dyeing, clearing without demon"

Spirit and admiration; I was shocked by this patriotic spirit of "petals flow like tears, lonely birds lament" The scene of "Yucheng Snow Mountain falling from the sky" came into my eyes, and the picture of "sky and clouds and mountains and water, white up and down" often came to my mind.

Appear in my dream ... whenever I introduce the incisive sentences of ancient Chinese into my composition and win appreciation, I always secretly admire the magical "magic" of ancient Chinese. Every time I write a letter to a distant friend, I always add a few words of ancient Chinese.

So full, interesting and unforgettable. Now, when you see me holding the original reflection, don't bother me, I will be intoxicated and linger!

2. "Reading Classical Chinese" 600 interesting compositions for reference:

1 When I was learning English. Yiya, I came into contact with ancient Chinese from the well-known phrase "the foot of the bed is so bright, and it is doubtful that the ground is frosty". Since then, my curiosity about ancient Chinese has been lingering in my mind. Gradually, with the growth of age, I gradually understood this familiar and unfamiliar culture. Tracing back the history of China's ancient prose and exploring its evolution, I was deeply impressed by its magic and richness. Ancient prose, which shows people the long history of China; Ancient prose, which tells people about the splendid ancient culture of China. It is profound and simple, it is simple and beautiful, it is full of charm, it is profound, and it makes people applaud. From the ancient prose, I felt the profound thoughts of the ancients. As early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and the doctrine of Confucius and Mencius is still widely circulated, which can regulate our words and deeds at all times. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, how can we not learn and appreciate those beautiful articles and stories? The ancient Chinese completely conquered me. I am full of yearning for the paradise of "yellow hair and pleasure"; I admire the spirit of "leading a clean life without getting dirty, being clean and not doing evil". I was shocked by this patriotic spirit of "petals flow like tears, lonely birds lament" The scene of "Yucheng coming from the snow-capped mountains" came into my eyes, and the picture of "sky and clouds and mountains and water, white up and down" often appeared in my dreams ... Whenever I introduce the incisive sentences of ancient Chinese into my composition and win admiration, I always secretly admire the magical "magic" of ancient Chinese. Every time I write a letter to a distant friend and add a few words of ancient Chinese, it always looks so full, interesting and unforgettable. Now, when you see me holding the original reflection, don't bother me, I will be intoxicated and linger! What's the fun? I like classical Chinese.

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After entering junior high school, I gradually learned more ancient Chinese, and speaking also made me feel a lot of bitterness and joy. Taking the article "The Snake Catcher" as an example, I suffered a lot. If you haven't given a lecture, you should recite the text first. Although this class only requires memorizing the fourth paragraph, it is more difficult to recite only this paragraph than a large paragraph of English. Correct pronunciation and writing are very important. Of course, it is not enough to recite the text. You should recite words, translate sentences, understand the content of the text and master the knowledge points of the text. For example, it takes a lot of time to recite the text, translate sentences, understand the content of the text, and grasp the key points. Therefore, it is not easy to learn a short passage of ancient Chinese, and it takes a lot of suffering! Reciting the text, understanding the content and mastering the knowledge points have spent so much energy and time, how can it be in vain? There is a lot of fun in it. It let me know the history of the feudal dynasty, the content of the text, the author's intention, and most importantly, I got the knowledge in the article. This knowledge also gave me some fun. They are not the only ones. Comparing [Chapter Two of Mencius] with [On Snake Catcher], [Chapter Two of Mencius] has taught me a lot of knowledge closely related to real life, such as getting more help when I am lost and widowed, the significance of being in harmony with people at the right time, the importance of human harmony, and the significance of being born with Excellence and dying happily. But [the snake catcher said] it's different. It let me know the corruption and darkness of the feudal dynasty and the misery of people's lives. Although this knowledge is not close to real life, it gives me another kind of knowledge. Both articles brought me fun. Share weal and woe, so is learning ancient Chinese. Although it is very bitter and tired, it not only makes me understand knowledge, but also makes me educated. So it is necessary to learn ancient Chinese well, and I will study harder in the future! This is the ancient prose I learned, the pain and joy of learning ancient prose!

3. "The telling of thoughts.

For me, everyone is following in my footsteps every day, and I am the god in everyone's heart. Maybe many people think I am invisible, but I dominate everyone's words and deeds, joys and sorrows.

I don't deny that this is limited to the surface, and the seemingly colorful world has followed my will. Some people are very happy, living in joy and enjoying a beautiful life.

Some people are very upset and always feel that the trouble lies with themselves. Some people have been helping others because of me, and some people should be confused because of me in the whirlpool of the world.

It is often said that the world should be beautiful to me, and my thoughts can go as far as possible. Others say that thought is a cage that imprisons my body and hinders my growth. I'm thinking, sometimes I'm happy, proud and proud of myself.

Because of my guidance. My master is happy and successful, and we are all satisfied.

Sometimes I am depressed and confused, because I, my master, am very distressed and immersed in pain and failure. I just want to tell you that I am simple, simple and persistent.

I just want to meet everyone's needs. I just want to serve everyone. The host is very happy and should give him a candy for his mother. I remember my mother's good master saw the wonderful world outside and conveyed it to me. I will be very excited to ask for that beautiful thing.

I am stupid, but I am persistent, everything outside. My master gave it to me, and I will definitely help him finish it.

I want to say sorry here. I have never seen what the host said is good or bad, whether it is really beneficial to myself or short-term satisfaction, whether it is helping others or hurting others.

Write it yourself at the end of the back.

4. "Maxima" tells that Qu Yuan is full of knowledge, ambition to strengthen the country, and unhappy. He has cast himself into the Miluo River, leaving only Nine Songs and Li Sao handed down from generation to generation. Yue Fei, a national hero, roared in the sky with great ferocity; Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, is besieged on all sides. He couldn't bear to die, lamenting that for thousands of years, desolate tears couldn't warm the frost on the scabbard. ...

They are either brilliant and loyal to the country; They either dominate one side and swallow mountains and rivers; They may be full of knowledge and ambition, but why can't they realize their great ambitions in their lifetime? Why does the aura of success always miss them? Han Yu was outstanding in talent, but his career was bumpy and frustrated in seeking an official position, so he wrote the sigh that "there is Bole in the world, and there is a swift horse". We can't deny that there are countless swift horses like Qu Yuan and Han Yu, but how many of them have met Bole? It can be said that swift horses are common, but Bole is not common!

Those talented literati and poets, their personality determines their own development. Talented people often have extraordinary ability, integrity and fortitude, elegance and integrity, do not go with the flow, do not curry favor with powerful people, and do not eat according to people's face. This is a character. However, this kind of personality is easily regarded as arrogant, lofty and arrogant by others, which sets obstacles for personal development. Most talented people are honest and upright, not afraid of powerful people, and have an indifferent and quiet heart; Most of them like noble flowers such as plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and often compare themselves with them.

Su Dongpo often asks others proudly, how does my "Never Return to the River" compare with Liu Yong's "Yang Liuan, Gone with the Wind"? Tao Yuanming "does not bend his back for five buckets of rice", but just wants to "pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely"; Li Bai "Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to high officials and teach me to be unhappy", teasing eunuch Gao Lishi to take off his boots for himself; Ouyang xiu's "the meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but in mountains and rivers", giving up his career and indulging in mountains and rivers; During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Ruan Ji used to lie in the bamboo forest and calling friends, singing wine and writing poems, and he was intoxicated. Jiang Taigong fished Wei River, without asking Wen Da or volunteering, and his straight hook hung in the air, and his chest was quiet and indifferent.

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5. Tell the story of flowers and plants: no less than 600 words. After all, the soft autumn wind can't resist the summer heat. The scorching sun still scorched the earth. Looking at your listlessness, I thought you would die in the hot air. Suddenly, I remembered the empty bottle still in my bag, and it seemed that there were still a few drops of water sinking to the bottom. I quickly took out the bottle and carefully put your weak body into the wet bottle. In fact, I don't know how long you can live or what kind of flower you are. Or what grass? I fell in love with you from the moment I saw you, and I couldn't help uprooting you. I really didn't mean to hurt you, but I was afraid I wouldn't find you if I left this mountain.

When I got home, I couldn't wait to find a delicate flowerpot and fill it with earth. I carefully took you out of the bottle and moved you into the flowerpot. I wonder if you can adapt to the new soil and environment. I am very excited to see you standing in a beautiful flowerpot with a brand-new attitude. I believe you will have a good life.

The next day, I woke up early from my sleep and watched on the balcony in my pajamas. I saw you stretching, full of energy and ecstatic! I told you, you'll be fine. I am very touched! Do you know why I am moved? I was moved by the rebirth of your life. In this world, there is only one indomitable power that makes me awe, just like you.

Looking at the green plants lying in the rolling mountains, you are just a small shadow of nature, lonely and ethereal. You don't compete with thousands of green trees or flowers, so you live confidently and beautifully, and decorate this colorful world with your selflessness. I wonder if you are so happy? I think the answer is yes.

Whenever I am unhappy, I like to watch you and other "friends" in a daze. Some of you are open, and some are not. It seems that there is an agreement, so as not to make the host feel too monotonous. In fact, in my heart, whether you bloom or not, you are as beautiful as me. You are the disseminators of truth, goodness and beauty, and you are said to be true because you exist for your respective values and functions. Say you are kind because you have a broad mind and feelings like water; You are beautiful, because you have a charming power, which can take away everyone's soul.

Talking to you can let me unload all my fatigue and troubles; Talking to you can comfort my helpless and fragile heart; Talking to you can let me show my true self. Even though I only told you this nameless flower, and you just listened quietly without words, I felt the tacit understanding and warmth. I know you can't talk, but the information you gave me is so healthy and exciting. Perhaps, silence is also a silent force! Wordless beauty! And I, as long as this tacit understanding of graceful beauty!

In a blink of an eye, autumn has come, with a hint of melancholy and desolation, like a woman without heavy makeup, revealing a gaunt and yellow face, and you, still full of green, are out of season and maintain your unique quality. How unique you are! I am really happy to be able to look at you silently with surprise and attachment every day, to see you thrive in fertile soil and enjoy this little harvest and happiness. I also hope that you can bloom beautiful flowers and smile at me, because I like the elegant and elegant temperament of mountain flowers. That kind of beauty makes people crazy and intoxicating. If only you could blossom!

When I look at you in a daze, I occasionally think that if I didn't stop for your nameless flowers and plants in the mountains that day, it would be doomed to be separated from the horizon. So I have always believed that every encounter in life is a kind of fate. This fate is shallow or deep, but you make me feel so close that I can spit in front of you for a nameless flower. I hope you can stay with me as long as my favorite pot of green radish. She has been with me for four years. May I ask how far you can walk with me?

6. Who can help me write a narrative composition?

One night, in the dead of night, the moon was hanging in the sky. Xiao Ming couldn't sleep. He said to his father, "Dad, tell me a story. I want to hear it." Xiaoming's father said, "Xiaoming is a good boy. Dad will tell you a good story now. Pay attention! " Xiao Ming listened, sat on the sofa and looked at his father, lost in the plot of the story.

In an ancient forest, lovely little animals live happily. One day, a meeting was held in the forest to see who had the best technology! Later, the animals suggested that the tortoise and the rabbit should race, and Tiger Brother should be the referee himself. "Rabbits and turtles will see who can run fast from the starting point to the finishing point," said the lion. The rabbit thought, "Hum, I'm not as fast as the tortoise!" " ! Really, there is no need to compete, but I won. The little turtle said, "One should be realistic." The game is about to start. Animals all come to watch rabbits and turtles race. Birds join in the fun, chirping as if they were cheerleaders for rabbits and turtles. The game began, only to hear a "pa" rabbit running quickly, and the little turtle was not to be outdone, crawling slowly and steadily. The little rabbit ran to the little turtle and said, "Look, little turtle, you run so slowly and I run so fast." I definitely won the championship. Don't waste time racing with me. Give up! " I can understand that. The little turtle said, "Haha, don't be proud. Whoever sticks to the end will win. "Haven't you heard that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people lag behind? Let's run. " The rabbit got angry and ran away quickly. The rabbit ran and ran, and finally it was far from the tortoise. The rabbit is tired and sits under a big tree. The rabbit thought, "Little turtle is so far away from me now. It is willing. "

7. I understand 600 words of 7.xx's complaint composition, and I understand my mother's complaint.

When my mother's earnest exhortation rings in my ear, my heart will swell with the long-lost expression of my dream, like an emotional waterfall, so that pen and ink will no longer stay without surging.

Mother is like time, which lengthens my memory. Endless is her kind smile, charitable heart and sympathetic feelings ...

My mother's phone call on weekends is a constant sight in my home for many years. Radio waves traveling through time and space, like a warm current, poured into my heart. My mother believes that it is the most beautiful voice in the world, which is a great spiritual comfort to her and a long-term concern for her children. Because she is in her hometown, but her children are far away. Looking at Hong Fei and Castle Peak, I see my mother's broad, selfless and gentle thoughts. She turned her thoughts into the voice of sustenance and waiting, crossed the sea of mother's heart, flew over Qian Shan, and flew all over our hearts. The transmission of "peace and happiness" is enough for my mother to work hard for a whole week without complaint, and it is enough for her to unload all her fatigue and talk about our brothers and sisters with her father.

Mom never lets go of the weather forecast column after cctv- 1 evening news. I used to study with my sister, who paid attention to Jinan and Wuhan. Now my sister and brother are going to the distant bright spot on the map. My mother will know the rainy season in Shanghai before my sister, and she will also tell my brother that there will be a typhoon in Guangzhou before he gets off work. Now, she can accurately distinguish which announcer by voice, and regularly guess whether it will be Pei Xinhua or Zhao Hongyan tomorrow. Now I am the only one who teaches in a town three miles from home. She and I are both waiting for the same changing sky, and asking questions has become a three-dimensional language with quality, air and details, which is an indispensable part of my mother's life.

There are always eggs that my mother secretly cooks for me. Like a treasure in memory, it never fades year after year, nourishing every link of my growth. Whether at school or at work, whether in winter or summer, eggs will always accompany my meals. I have been used to it for a long time, and it seems that I have become indifferent to this unparalleled feeling. I am used to accepting this free gift calmly. It was not until one day that my colleagues' envious eyes shot at me that I understood the meaning of "growing up" and revived the deepest and greatest maternal memory that touched me in this life! Because I have a partial eclipse since I was a child, my mother devoted almost all her efforts during my growing years. Even in the most difficult days at home, my mother tried her best to cook the most delicious food for me, so that my little sister and brother shouted "eccentricity" when I was a child, and every time I remembered it, I was ashamed and tears flashed by! Gradually, I learned to be as grateful as my mother, that my mother nourishes her children's richest hearts with the simplest spirit, and interprets the most selfless maternal love in the world with the simplest form!

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8. How do primary school students write stories about trees?

Tick-tock, tick-tock ... "Time is passing," tick-tock, tick-tock ... "I'm listening to a big tree.

On this day, Teacher Zhang led us to Dafengshan. I breathe fresh air and feel the breath of nature. At this time, Mr. Zhang asked us to go to a big tree and listen to its heartbeat with a stethoscope.

Some people don't believe that trees have heartbeats, while others do. I believe the tree will have a heartbeat, because it is alive, and of course it has thoughts, but we don't know it.

First, the boys listen to the heartbeat of the tree. After listening, some people say that the heartbeat of the tree is like a gentle knock on the door, some people say it is like the sound of sand blowing through the sky, and some people say it is like the sound of misty autumn rain ... I don't know what the heartbeat of the tree is, so I want to listen to it myself. ...

I put on my stethoscope, closed my eyes and listened quietly. At first, I only heard the noise around me. I held my breath, opened my eyes wide, and then heard a faint "tick". Later, I heard waves of "tick, tick" sounds. I was intoxicated by the heartbeat of the tree.

At this time, I seem to be in a forest, standing in front of a big tree, which is telling me its worries; "I was lucky to grow up on the earth and see the beauty of every corner of the earth. However, you humans persecute our trees and animals, which makes us unbearable but unable to fight back. You cut down our brothers and sisters at will and kill our friends-animals. In the end, you will be punished by nature. Sars and bird flu followed, lost lamb! Wake up! "

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"Tick-tock, tick-tock ..." Time passed and the heartbeat of the tree continued. The words of the big tree are deeply imprinted on my mind. Humans, it's time to wake up!

"Tick, tick ..."