-"Thinking about Beauty"
Comments: This passage is fluent and very imposing, which enhances the language potential and fully emphasizes the ubiquitous characteristics of beauty. Beauty can be magnificent, extraordinary, energetic or incomplete. What the author wants to say most is probably "This is the power of life-the beauty of life". Indeed, the power of life is the most beautiful, shocking and embarrassing. The author writes like a god, and after reading it, he only feels that his lips and teeth are fragrant and memorable.
Memory blooms like a flower, fragrance floats around the world, memory is like a thousand-year-old wine, and it tastes mellow. Memory is like a good medicine, which makes up for the inner scars, although it is heavy and worry-free. Memory seems to be an inescapable bondage in one's life. No, it should be the emotional testimony of people's rich life ...?
-"The Memory of the Dust Settled"
Comments: A series of parallelism, beautiful language, written the appearance of memory, showing the beauty, mellow and healing of memory. Finally, it is pointed out that memory is the emotional witness of people's rich life.
When people are alive, the most important thing is to find the jungle that represents the green of life and the hope of human beings, and then choose a tall branch to stand there and watch life, digest pain, breed songs and enjoy the world!
-"Standing on the branches of history and smiling"
Comments: The opening tone is unusually high, comparing the world to the jungle, comparing the historical view to the branches, and the last three four-word phrases are inspiring.
If people stand higher, they will not only enjoy the dawn of hope earlier, but also discover the three-dimensional poems of life. Everyone's life is a word, a sentence or a punctuation in this poem. You may not be a beautiful word, an eye-catching sentence or an exclamation point, but you are still a syllable, a pause and an indispensable part of this three-dimensional poem of life. This is enough for you to give up the past, sprout your interest in breeding new songs for mankind and bring more poems to the world.
-"Standing on the branches of history and smiling"
Comments: Standing on the branch of history, we can see it higher and more comprehensively. The second person said it was more cordial and could emphasize the point. It seems that the author can't help but say that standing on the branch of history has many advantages. As for the part that becomes syllables and pauses, it makes me sad. Even if I don't have great success, I am still an inseparable part of this world history.
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After the deep call, the whole world was shrouded in the shadow of snow-white flowers.
The sky is clear, the mountains stretch, and clusters of white flowers are like flowing rivers. It seems that all life in the world should come by appointment. At this moment, in the sunshine as transparent as honey, they cheered at the same time and rotated at the same time, turning into countless floating points.
Such an afternoon full of white flowers always feels deja vu, and always feels that it is an aggregation that can be put into any kind of time and space. It can be put into the Book of Songs, Chu Ci, classicism and post-impressionism-there should be such an afternoon and such an early summer in any beautiful record of mankind.
-Xi Murong's Tonghua
Comments:
This passage depicts the beautiful scenery of tung flowers in full bloom with vivid and beautiful brushstrokes. The combination of vision and hearing, dynamic and static, is full of vitality and movement. The author compares the prosperous and blooming scene to a flowing river, and compares the sunlight to alcohol and honey, and describes this scene beautifully. The last sentence strengthens the language situation, making people feel the vitality of the eruption when tung flowers are in full bloom, as if the whole hillside is covered with tung flowers, and the tension of life is infinitely extended.
The author's imagination is full of romantic dreams.
I can't believe my mother will never see me again. Just in spring, my mother peeled an apple for me. I believe I can recognize her peeled apples at a glance from countless peeled apples. Every place where I change knives has the radian she can cut and the length she can cut, which is frank and sincere. Just a few months ago, my mother cooked Chinese medicine for me ... I opened her eyelids and wanted her to look at me again. But the little aunt said that mom would never close her eyes.
Comments:
When I read this, my heart is always aching. I am afraid that one day I will feel the pain of wanting to raise a child but can't wait. So I will cherish every inch of time with my family from now on. This passage describes many scenes about mother in simple and sincere words, which is touching and touching. I remember Taylor said: The least time-wasting thing is to be with the people you cherish. Go * * * to encourage.
The plane leaves began to fall and fall, and many mysterious aesthetic feelings fell into my heart together. I was lost at once, and my little heart could hardly bear the excitement. I just picked up a fallen leaf in confusion. The leaves are yellow-brown and curved, like a boat carrying dreams. There are two beautiful phoenix trees beside the boat, which will last for a long time. Every time there is a gust of wind, I shuttle through the rain of fallen leaves and pick up the plane trees all over the ground. There must be one or two buttonwood trees that I didn't pick up sprouting on the grass, right? Twenty years later, I seem to hear the distant west wind and the rustling of leaves in the wind. I can also see those boats carrying dreams, sailing on the grassland, sailing in the hope of a seed.
Comments:
This passage expresses the love for buttonwood leaves with beautiful brushstrokes. The onomatopoeic words of "Sasha Vujacic" are vivid and vivid, allowing readers to guess the scene. Mysterious Beauty describes the characteristics of phoenix tree in autumn, which is mysterious and beautiful. Indus leaves are full of infinite charm and beauty in the author's eyes, which is very infectious. The shape of buttonwood leaves is vividly described by metaphor. The author describes the color and shape, and compares the leaves to a ship, which has a side. On the ship's side is a buttonwood tree, which fascinates everyone who looks at it and wants to see this beautiful buttonwood tree.
Birds can start measuring the sky again. Some are responsible for measuring the blue of the sky, some are responsible for measuring the transparency of the sky, and some are responsible for measuring the height and depth of the sky with those wings. Not all birds are excellent mathematicians. They chattered and counted, looked around, and finally dared not publish statistics.
Comments:
Zhang Xiaofeng's personification makes my heart beat. I think of the spring in my home and the picture of birds soaring in the sky. The author compares birds to bad mathematicians, measuring the sky. This magical imagination impressed everyone, writing about the liveliness and agility of birds and the beauty of spring, and showing the author's love for spring.
There is also a small river around the foot of the mountain, which is also green, another kind of green and bright, as if it were mixed with oil. As for the mountain, it's still green, but it's just a pile of dark green, which makes people feel that no matter where you start, you can't open a crack, and even if you dig down two floors, its green will not fade. In addition, my screen window is also green, very light green, really as ethereal as the gauze skirt of ancient beauty under the sunlight. You think, how can I write to you on such a green morning without being full of vibrant green?
Comments:
The author fully mobilized his vision and touch, and wrote the green in spring. Metaphors are used in many places, and the images are vivid. I like this passage because it is very warm after reading it. Where does this warmth come from? I think it flowed from those warm words. "Bright", "rich" and "full of vitality" are more poetic and beautiful because they are written for children. The green color in the author's works seems to be alive and flowing, as if it appeared in the letter. I like green, too. I like this piece of green written by the author. Their energy makes people feel happy and hopeful.
10 Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a calmness that does not need to look at other people's faces and colors, an atmosphere that eventually no longer attracts the surrounding, a smile that ignores the hubbub, a indifference that washes away extremes, a thickness that does not need to be told, and a height that is not steep.
-Yu's "maturity"
Comment: This passage is probably my favorite sentence in Yu's prose. The anthropomorphic parallelism sentence full of momentum, rhythm and profound meaning makes people can't help reading and reading, tasting and tasting. Maturity is brilliance, sound, composure, atmosphere, smile, indifference, massiness and height, and these rich connotations are followed by key adjectives, "bright but not dazzling" and "round but not greasy", indicating maturity and some similarities between them. Indeed, maturity is gradually independent, gradually growing, silent, but everywhere.