Walk into poetry creation

You must have seen classic poems in your usual study, work and life. Poetry is a literary genre that expresses social life and people's spiritual world according to certain syllables and rhythms. So what kind of poetry is classic? The following is my carefully arranged composition into a poem for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Into the poem composition 1 life is winding, and the world overlaps mountains;

Poetry is fantastic and beautiful, so I swim carefully.

"Flowers fade all over the sky. Who has pity when the fragrance dies? " Walking into the depths of Lin Daiyu's poems, I read the sad beauty of "singing sweet words to the moon"; What I realized was the despair of "wind and sword pressing each other"; What I see is the sadness that "the flower burrier laughs today, and the flower burrier knows who it is".

"Once you climb to the top of the mountain and peek, you will see that other mountains look short under the sky ..." Walking into the depths of Du Fu's poems, I read the magnificence of "the waves between the rivers are rough and the clouds are covered with fog"; What I realized was the real feeling of "a thousand summers, and all the poor people in the world are happy"; What I see is the harmony of "two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky"

"Since god gave talent, let it be hired! The golden daughter is back. " Walking into the depths of Li Bai's poems, I read the momentum of "one person keeps it, and ten thousand people can't force it"; What I realized was the freshness of "clear water produces hibiscus, natural carving"; What I saw was the sadness of "looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home".

Walking into the depths of poetry, I not only saw Lin Daiyu, who "shines like a beautiful flower in leisure, but like a weak willow to help the wind when moving", Du Fu, who "left a thatched cottage for future generations, and poetry is immortal", but also "drinking all the wine in the bottle and writing poetry under the hedge, how can I live this life"; I also saw Qu Yuan, who was "lonely and loyal to Chu, and the lingering wind spread to the people of Han and Xiang", and Bai Juyi, who wrote "ghosts are superior, stabbing greed and stabbing abuse"; see ...

Walking into the depths of the poem, I saw that Qu Yuan was exiled, but he still said, "Riding on a horse, come to my way first"; Seeing that Tao Yuanming resigned and went home, he didn't bend over. "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan"; Seeing that Li Bai was demoted, he was still shouting, "Alas, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen?"; see ...

Walking into the depths of poetry, I realized what real life is! Who is the real hero! Realize that life is short, there is no eternal luck to make us complacent, and there is no eternal misfortune to make us miserable; I realized, don't be confused by money and fame, be yourself, be kind and beautiful; I realized that ...

Life twists and turns, the world dream cloud;

The poem is true. I have traveled completely.

Walk into Poetry Composition 2 Open just visiting, look for the footsteps of ancient literati, walk into Tang poetry and Song poetry, walk into beautiful poetry, and feel the changes of literati's mood!

With the footsteps of Li Bai, he entered his free and unrestrained poems. He had a chance to be an official, but he refused to go along with the powerful. He is upright, upright and talented, but Tang only thinks that he is a poet and only asks him to write words and compose music for people to perform after dinner. He shouted, "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions in disappointment?" And those people will never be shown a sincere face with laughter. "He believes that one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up, cross the deep sea, and place his heroic feelings between mountains and rivers. Following him, I entered the heroic and romantic Tang poetry.

Follow Du Fu's footsteps, walk into his fresh and touching poems and feel his love for life. Du Fu, a poetic man, had a rough life. During the An Shi Rebellion, he was wandering from place to place, worrying about the country and the people, but in Du Fu's eyes, life was not all suffering. He also enjoyed the beautiful scenery of two orioles singing green willows and a line of egrets in the sky. In his eyes, the spring rain is the silence that sneaked into the night with the wind, and it is the tenderness that moistens everything. He observes life and is good at discovering the beauty in life. On the third day of March, the weather is fresh and many beautiful women are walking along the Chang 'an River. The charm of beauty is also a beautiful scenery on the shore. Such poems all stem from his love for natural life. Following Du Fu, I entered the picturesque Tang poetry.

Following in the footsteps of Li Qingzhao, I walked into her graceful and graceful writing. God has endowed this woman with outstanding talent, and she likes to express her inner feelings with fresh words and expressions. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building. Looking from the railing, she misses her husband infinitely, revealing deep thoughts between the lines. When she crossed the south, she lamented the fate change of her motherland. She has always felt that everything is not for people, and tears flow first. I felt the pain of the destruction and displacement of her country. She was the first poetess of elegance. She took her graceful style to the extreme and won the respect of future generations. Following her, I entered the graceful and beautiful Song Ci.

Turn on the time machine, return to reality, relive the stirring and moving feelings of Tang poetry and Song poetry, remember the moving feelings in that poem, let us walk into the beautiful poetry of the new world together and carry forward the essence of traditional culture!

Respect for the original flaws will inevitably appreciate the miracle created by education.

Walking into poetry composition 3. In the poem, there is Tao Yuanming's leisure and leisure, "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely"; There is Su Shi's open-minded feelings of "I wish people a long time and thousands of miles are beautiful"; There is Li Bai's whimsy of "flying three thousands of feet in a straight line, and it is suspected that the Milky Way will fall for nine days".

Strolling through carefree and beautiful poems made me feel the warmth of my family.

"She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home."

Walking on the way to school, I recalled my mother's words this morning: "It's cold today, so put on more clothes." "Are you full? Eat more ... "Although my mother seemed a little nagging to me when she said these words, I didn't know my mother's good intentions until I tasted them carefully.

Walking on the way to school, I thought to myself: I came home late from school today because I was too naughty. Will you be scolded when you go home? At the door, I was still hesitant to go in, and finally I pushed the door and went in. But when I saw my mother's anxious appearance, all my previous worries vanished, but I was deeply moved.

"Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet, so it is better for Wang Lun to give it to me."

Walking on the way after school, stepping on the biting cold wind awakened my thoughts: I was angry with a classmate today, can we still be as good as before? Will he still be angry with me? When I got home, I fell asleep with my thoughts. When I got up early the next day, these thoughts returned to my hometown, which made me wonder again. When I got to school, I saw his warm smile at me, which dispelled my previous doubts. Yes! Real friends don't care about this.

Friends, in the youth like a song, add some poems to embellish it. It can not only cleanse the dust in our hearts, enhance our height, but also light an immortal lamp in your heart.

Walking into the beautiful poetic landscape, you can appreciate the strange scenery of "lonely smoke in the desert, long river setting the yen"; Can let you see the spring scenery of "the rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass color is near but not"; It can let you personally see the winter scenery of "like a strong wind in spring, which comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees".

Walking into beautiful poems, I am grateful, I am happy and I am warm.

Turning to classical poetry, I was attracted by the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland.

As Tao Yuanming entered Nanshan, he stayed away from the dark officialdom and came to a simple and harmonious countryside. "In the morning, I will dispose of the garbage and take the lotus home." Even if he can't farm, he works hard, but the grass is full of beans and seedlings, but his heart is happy. Otherwise, how can he plant chrysanthemums under the fence and "see Nanshan leisurely"?

I think he will look back on his past life, think of the faces of officialdom villains, think of the flattering voice of officialdom, think of the hard work of farming, and be glad that he is at leisure at this time. So he won't regret it. "That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say." The feelings in my heart have long been attached to that Nanshan.

The bright moon in the sky followed Wang Wei into the mountains. The bright moon sets each other off, and the mountain spring flows between the stones. In the moonlight like water, sparkling, leaning alone in the dense bamboo forest, not only did not feel lonely, but played the piano leisurely. The strings are playing, the springs are jingling, and they intersect into a touching movement. What kind of talent has the talent of "painting in poetry"? Only Wang Wei!

Follow Meng Haoran into Tian She surrounded by green hills. What caught my attention was the green color of "We look at the green trees surrounding your village and the light blue of the distant mountains". Drinking wine with friends and chatting with family in Sang Ma, I have a sense of leisure. "The bones are beautiful and the wind is scattered." Meng Haoran is at leisure.

Walking into the mountains and rivers in the poem, there are beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful scrolls, but I can't appreciate them all the time. It was not until I came to the Yangtze River that I really understood "river of no return, the waves are exhausted. Romantic figures of the ages. " When I came to Mount Tai, I realized that "once I climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky." It is the first of the five mountains. "I'll keep walking until the river blocks my way, then sit down and watch the rising clouds." When I come to a crossroads in my life, this sentence blurts out. In today's fast-paced era covered by the Internet, the precious ancient poems of China are not out of date, but permeate our lives, making our lives full of poetry.

Reading ancient poems and visiting the landscape of the motherland, I am proud of this magnificent landscape.

In early summer, the green leaves are shaded. Listen to the breeze blowing through your ears. According to the rhythm of the season, walk with rich and beautiful poems and feel the deep affection in the poet's heart.

Walk into the friendship in the poem and taste the fragrance of the flower of friendship. Rolling by the river, the hearts of two intimate friends slowly approached in the passionate and powerful sound of the piano. "What Boya says, Zhong Ziqi will get". Until one day Zhong Ziqi drove the crane to the west, Boya broke the piano and thanked Yin Zhi for "never playing drums again". It can really be said that "those who know me make me worry, and those who don't know me make me think", and their sincere friendship moved me.

Snow can't wash away Cen Can, a frontier poet's yearning for his friend's parting. He looked at the back of his friend's departure and the looming hoofprint, and wrote "Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint behind him", which shows the depth of his friendship.

Next to the Yellow Crane Tower, the four famous buildings, Li Bai, known as a poet, made no secret of his reluctance and yearning for his friends. He casually recited an eternal famous sentence, "I can only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky." Poets are like this, so are we. "It is enough to have a bosom friend in life". Let us taste friendship in poetry and cherish our friends in life.

Walk into the patriotic feelings in the poem and taste the passionate patriotic feelings of the poet. There is never a shortage of heroes in the smoke of war. Zhuge Liang, the mastermind, went into battle to kill Yue Fei. They work tirelessly at home, forget their bodies outside, work hard for the survival of the country, and be brave and good at fighting. "But before he conquered, he was dead, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats" is their deep affection.

When Du Fu was wandering, he heard that the army had recovered another place. His mind was full of "However, I packed my books and poems crazily". When Lu You died, he was not worried about his family, but "Julian Waghann Beiding". It is precisely because of countless patriotic sons and daughters that the culture of the Chinese nation has been passed down for 5,000 years. Walking into the patriotic affection in the poem, I realized the mission of "every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the country"

Walking into the lovesickness in the poem makes people uneasy. In Li Shangyin's eyes, love is a longing for time, long before I met her, but after we broke up, time became longer, and the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed. In Li Qingzhao's eyes, love is an endless yearning for "this feeling can't be eliminated, and then I frown and go to my heart." In Nalan's eyes, love is beyond the reach of "one generation and two people for a lifetime, winning two ecstasy".

Walking into the poem, I feel deeply about life. Pursue that different self.

Walking into poetry composition 6 Walking into poetry is like walking into another world, which arouses our curiosity. Every poem has artistic conception, and every word has its own unique words. Since the first poem appeared in the world, poetry has become the spokesman of culture. This comprehensive study of Knocking on the Door of Poetry also gives us a better understanding of poetry.

There is a saying that language is not only used for communication, but also for feeling. Perhaps the most beautiful things in the world are not flowers, nature, blue sky or ocean. ...

A poem can bloom gorgeous flowers, feel the freshness of nature, discover the vastness like the blue sky and learn the knowledge like the ocean. Poetry is another unique way of our language expression. Walking on the forest path covered by moonlight, I felt that "the sound was too low for anyone to hear except my companion Mingyue." Or boating on the lake and watching the lotus flowers, thinking that "the lotus leaves are infinitely bright the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun." Sometimes, if you carefully observe every scene around you, you may find a poem in it. Feel every artistic conception, and maybe you can sing the words hidden in your heart.

Poetry tells me that if you don't work hard when you are young, it is futile to study when you are old. Remind us to cherish time; Poetry tells me that I can't recognize the true colors of Lushan Mountain because I am there. Teach us to know the truth and the whole picture of things; Poetry tells me that every time I suffer a loss, I will learn a lesson and grow smarter. Let us understand the truth of learning from failure. ...

I remember when I was a child, I was often forced by my grandfather to recite ancient poems. At that time, I was so naive and hated ancient poetry. Now I know that my accumulation of ancient poetry has completely lost to other students. I get very little from ancient poems, because when I recite poems, I just recite the words that I swallowed, and I never remember the meaning of ancient poems. I want to tell you that ancient poetry is not boring. Although Chinese characters are striking on the surface, as long as you understand them carefully, you will find their beauty. Let's walk into the door of poetry together and come to this colorful poetry garden!

Poetry is a brilliant treasure in the history of China literature. Approaching and entering poetry, you can touch the soft petals and smell the fragrant flowers ... With this comprehensive study, the word "poetry" seems to have some different meanings in my eyes. If our parents raised us and our teachers trained us, then poetry edified us. This edification is subtle, just like the fragrance of flowers seeping into our hearts. Being in this sea of flowers will make you feel comfortable from the bottom of your heart.

The beauty of ancient poetry is obvious to all. "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet" gives you an immersive feeling, just like the smell of flowers and spring breeze; The simple language of "love the water sits with her makeup on, feeling ashamed of herself" is a touching scene of "beauty and beauty set each other off, beauty and beauty set each other off". Although it is plain, it is really "painting in poetry and poetry in painting". "The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are different in color." Jade-like lotus leaves and ruby-like lotus flowers complement each other, which is refreshing; "Crystal curtains are fluttering in the breeze, and roses are fragrant." Purple flowers are as gorgeous as crystal, and fragrant flowers are as pleasant as perfume, which makes people relaxed and happy. "Lotus fragrance sells sunset red, and chrysanthemum gas enters the new autumn", "It's not that chrysanthemum is favored among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers". Although there is bleak autumn, there is no sorrow in autumn, and the bright yellow color in autumn scenery adds some vitality to it. "A few plums in a corner, cold ling blooms alone." "Early plum grows taller and responds to Chu Tianbi." Although it is cold in winter, it is not cold in winter. The touch of red that stands proudly in the ice and snow adds a touch of vitality to it.

In my opinion, "there are thousands of millet in the poem, golden house in the poem and Yan Ruyu in the poem". This metaphor appropriately expresses the artistic conception of this poem, which is as charming as coffee and wine. ...

I can't describe the beauty of poetry with pen and ink. Let's walk into poetry and wander in this "flower sea"!

During the Eighth National Day, what impressed me the most was the first National Day Poetry Meeting of Siwen, with the theme of praising the motherland and blessing the mother. More than 40 patriotic poems were painted into a proud song.

1On the afternoon of October 5, I came to the meeting place with an excited heart and saw a huge stage from a distance. The words "praise the motherland hard and bless the mother of Siwen" are printed on the stage screen in the center of the stage. It is no exaggeration to describe it as magnificent. There are already many audiences under the stage, which is very lively; The host nervously faced the team; Teacher Yin is dressed in a proper cheongsam, which is euphemistic and elegant. In my eyes, this dress temperament only adds a bit of poetry to the poetry meeting. She is busy with other staff, and everything in front of her is just right.

99 and I are talking about when poetry will start. The host has been holding the microphone and standing on the stage freely. I was surprised, nervous and excited. This is our Vince's first show! Hey, the hosts are great. They are steady and generous, which made a good start for the poetry meeting. Of course, the program can also withstand the typhoon, and patriotism is integrated into poetry, which is particularly high, big and elegant.

My favorite poem is Motherland, My Dear Motherland. The first sentence is that I am an old waterwheel worn by you by the river, which vividly expresses Shu Ting's patriotism with metaphors. The other sentence is that I am a dark miner's lamp on your forehead, which is more vivid. Poems with beautiful taste seem to be there.

Suddenly, I seem to have found something, yes! Yes! It is a poetic soul! It's Xu Zhimo's amorous feelings, Shu Ting's eternal hope, and the misty poetry of North Island … I can't help but blend into the poet's emotions and immerse myself in poetry! The children in the lower grades, although their voices are immature, are also very touching. Chai's "Motherly Love" is not such an atmospheric poem, but it can be handled through her emotions, which is so touching. Poetry is about small things, but there are also big feelings in small things. Growing up, my mother gave me a lot of love, but we didn't say thank you to my mother, and we felt ashamed to think about it. This poem touched me so much.

The last lines of the poem are: One day, the teacher asked me to make sentences with the most words. I said, I love my mother the most, and my mother told me that the motherland is the mother of all of us. The ending of the poem raises the poetic spirit of the poem to a new height. Children's immature voices reveal a child's true feelings.

This poem will benefit me a lot. Isn't reading, reciting and savoring poetry the best way to approach literature?

When I entered Poetry Composition 9, I remembered the other person's face when he was "long and tossing and turning". I lingered on "then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint", and I was vaguely disappointed when I was "unable to stay in my dream, unable to continue my poetry". Think in poetry and experience life.

Nowadays, with the development of mobile phones and networks, it is easier and easier to contact people, and there seems to be no way to remember it. Reading ancient poems at night, I was moved by the ancient people's careful thoughts. Trapped in Chang 'an, Du Fu couldn't help thinking of his distant relatives, feeling that "three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold", and wondering how his lovely little children are doing? Because our boys and girls, poor little babies, are too young to know where the capital is. It was not easy to meet, so I fell asleep with a little miss.

Before the holiday, the students are saying goodbye to their friends, but they are only limited to saying "goodbye", because even if they have a holiday, they can contact at any time. The traffic was inconvenient in ancient times. Once we are separated, when shall we meet again? Missing you is a sad "advise you to drink more wine and go to the west for no reason"; Optimistic about it, "Don't worry about having no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows you"; That is lingering "I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset"; This is unrestrained "However, when China keeps our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor". How precious friendship is! There is no real difference in today's advanced communication. How can we cherish friendship?

Love in ancient poetry is beautiful and gentle, sometimes warm but not wild, which is impossible for modern people. "Affectionate feelings have been hurt since ancient times, and neglecting the autumn festival is even worse." Just like a bitter cup of coffee, it has a lingering aftertaste after swallowing. "There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I like you, but I don't know you." Maybe you have forgotten my face, but my love for you will never change! "Ten years of life and death, I don't think about it, I will never forget it." Recalling the shyness at that time and the happiness in Meishan became the eternal pain in Dongpo's heart. Only by living out his thoughts can he survive among heartless people.

Walking into ancient poetry, maybe missing only exists in the slow-paced life of the ancients? The fast pace of people nowadays makes it impossible for us to miss them. I can't help thinking back to that year, "I only love one person in my life", so why don't we slow down?

Into the poem composition 10 Tang poetry is a fragrant spring, and Song poetry is a fragrant flower. Holding a cup of clear water, picking up a few fallen flowers and making a cup of fragrant tea is full of fragrance. In the fragrance of poetry, I understand the philosophy of life.

Tao Yuanming is indifferent to fame and fortune, unwilling to bow down for five buckets of rice and retire to the countryside. He wrote about drinking, and the sentence "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and seeing Nanshan leisurely" became a famous sentence throughout the ages. Tao Yuanming's day's farming life was hard, but he didn't complain, because it was his own will. I learned from Tao Yuanming that a man should follow his heart and lead a totally clean life.

Li Bai was free and easy by nature, and a book "Scaring People" scared away 100,000 elite soldiers of Nan Man. After being frustrated in officialdom, Li Bai picked up a sword and traveled around the world. "If water doesn't flow, you will have it, if you don't cut your sword, you will have it, and if you don't drink wine, you will have it." Li Bai's melancholy caused by lack of talent is revealed, while "One day, I will ride the wind and waves, and and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea" shows Li Bai's confidence and vision for the future. From Li Bai, I realized that being a man should be open-minded and comfortable!

Wen Tianxiang resisted Yuan all his life, not afraid of strong enemies. "The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and his life experience is ups and downs." Even if the environment is sinister, he is still determined. "Since ancient times, there have been no dead people in life, so we should manage our own history." -The tide is gone, and Wen Tianxiang will serve the country to the death, loyal and unyielding. Amazing integrity He used his life to interpret Sima Qian's "people are inherently mortal, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai". From Wen Tianxiang, I realized that a man should have integrity.

The fluency of "Going out laughing, we are Artemisia people", the optimism of "Autumn is lonely since ancient times, and I say autumn is better than spring", the ambition of "being in a high position, not afraid of floating clouds to cover my eyes", "My road twists and turns, passing through a sheltered depression and branches, and reaching a Buddhist retreat", and "always remembering the sunset in Xiting, intoxicated and not knowing the way home"

When you walk into poetry, you walk into a poetic life. In such a life, I feel life and learn from the showers of growth. It's good to walk into poetry!