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1, fragrant and warm-hearted flower season

2. Fantasy and Reality: Bricks (Xiaozhuzhou)

3. Standing at the peak of fantasy (Xu Jisheng)

4. Lonely season

5. Everything is in silence

6, don't have a root bud, not a rich flower in the world.

7. Talking about composition training in college entrance examination.

1, fragrant and warm-hearted flower season

Through the rainy season, flowers are in full bloom.

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"The plain forest is misty and the cold mountain area is blue", which is the case in the mountain city of Chongqing. Autumn is even more rainy and sad. In the autumn wind, although there is no Dai Wangshu's "Depressed Path in the South of the Yangtze River", it is tied with Xi Murong's faint homesickness. Looking at the birds flying low in the sky, I rowed piecemeal and thoughtfully. Looking back suddenly, I have stepped on the tail of 15 years old.

Walking, like Shi Tiesheng wandering in the altar, picking off a few yellow leaves, shrinking and drying up, recording the poems that only I can read under the sky, and then turning into tiny rain needles, piercing the bleeding heart. I began to understand that memory is a small cage and impression is the sky outside the cage. I accidentally stepped on its bright green sole.

Wandering is a place of leisure and sadness. The bluestone path of Sanyou Road languishes on that wall, leaving the vicissitudes of the old woman's forehead. The radian of life bends your own steps. The tip of the knife was whispering and trembling, and there was a little touch in an instant. There is a dull spirit implanted in my heart, and I want to deal with it with a dull smile.

Seeing the rolling tears and flashing eyes on the leaves after the rain, I was so hesitant and touched my eyebrows. I am ordinary, but if the sun shines on me, I will also shine, colorful light. Are you also fascinated by the future and reality? Lost in the foggy city of Chongqing? Can't see the sky clearly, let that gray cloth cover it? Crystal clear and smooth, understand? I reached out and hugged you stupidly, telling myself to follow my heart and not look back.

The light in the library is always on, so I look around Li Tao Lake quietly. If the lotus in summer is a kind of "naturally carved" aestheticism, then the withered lotus standing upright in the rustling autumn rain is a kind of "my heart is eternal" talk. Dead branches don't cry, and leaves don't worry. Draw the lake into angular language with a sonorous pen. The wind enters the sleeve, people are still the same, and the willow color is sparse. How can a leaf know autumn?

Feng is the least shy guy in autumn. He waved his powerful arm and could see his bulging abdominal muscles, softening wicker, wrinkling the lake and flattening my little heart. All the way around, follow the rain, huh? Osmanthus fragrans is in bloom.

It is the kind of small pale yellow petals, which are light enough to be dyed dark green by the air conditioner in autumn in Ivylinna Lee. However, she just stood there, her long but smooth neck, as clear as a touch of sunshine in the rain, overflowing with a faint fragrance.

I want to be a tree in my next life. Well, a flowering tree. In order for you to meet me at my most beautiful time, I will wait here quietly. He is waiting for my tree, and the last leaf falls and waits. Suffering from the east, west, north and south winds, you can't fall when you stand. Many trees in Nankai, like swords and halberds, are connected in a dense forest, but his sky is wide and stands alone, so straight that people can see it. In his eyes, the world may be small.

At night, with a gentle cry, the stars lit up, shining like candles, biting the loneliness of the night. At night, clothes are thick and brightly lit, but here, there is only a glimmer and fragrance all the way.

I am no longer the little girl who wears a red smile and dances with a certificate. Even the bitterness of coffee can't soothe my inner wounds, and I'm beginning to get to know Van Gag a little. What kind of decadence and blame is behind that bright color? Want a gust of wind, facing the sea, spring blossoms. Starting from tomorrow, starting from tomorrow ~

When I am lonely, I hold music, let myself die, let the music wake up, and remember for forgetting. I just face the past face to face, and then solemnly say goodbye, goodbye. "I love Nankai deeply. I just don't know how to love, just look up, look up until I disappear on my way home ~

If you are a hero, how can you not understand loneliness? If you are a beautiful woman, how can you not be lonely?

2. Fantasy and Reality: Bricks (Xiaozhuzhou)

The house facing the street is made of bricks. The human world is made up of fantasy.

We seem to be walking in a tangible hard reality, but in fact we are immersed in countless realized fantasies.

When did humans become independent from other species? Philosophers will probably say that apes can use tools, and archaeologists will probably calculate an age from skulls thousands of years ago, but I want to draw arbitrary conclusions here, starting with the first fantasy bubble in people's brains.

The material world created by human beings comes from fantasy.

Wu Cheng'en installed a killer weapon-somersault cloud on the Monkey King in Journey to the West. The bread here contains the fantasy of soaring that human beings have been trapped in stable land for thousands of years. Four hundred years later, this fantasy was turned into reality by the Wright brothers.

Verne established his own kingdom on paper, divorced from the reality at that time. There are cannons that can send people to the moon, and the Nautilus that sneaks under the sea. All these fantasies will come true before we enter the 2 1 century. There are human footprints on the moon, and submarines from all over the world scurry under the sea floor.

A hundred years ago, novelists in the late Qing Dynasty fantasized that Shanghai would be the venue of the World Expo. Now this fantasy come true is being staged vigorously on both sides of Huangpu River.

People first fantasize about things beyond reality, and then add wisdom to their fantasies, knead them into rationality, put them into practice, bake them with fire, and take them out, which becomes a brick to build reality. This is the real world of our giant Li Sen. Without the illusion of flying when looking up at the sky at first, human beings are still crawling on land; Without Verne's paranoia about outer space and the seabed, human beings may be helpless species waiting for energy exhaustion today; Without the illusion of hosting the World Expo in Shanghai, China people would never have a chance to see the number of visitors to the Expo, which is refreshing every day.

The spiritual world created by human beings is also derived from fantasy.

Because of his fantasies about mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon, Cang Xie drew pictographic Chinese characters on paper.

Because of the illusion of peace in life, Lao Tzu painted a small country with few people so charming.

Because of the fantasy of free love, Austin wrote a picture of Darcy and Elizabeth as a landscape of English countryside.

Because of his fantasy of a peaceful world, Tolkien wrote a middle-earth world in a bold and desolate way.

Fantasy soaked us like this. The human brain has the desire and power to change the world because of fantasy. The reality of mankind is a huge building fortress built with fantasy as brick. Spiritual fantasy guides the direction and ensures that the world will not collapse unconsciously; The base of material fantasy is high, which makes human beings go to a higher depth in the future.

Man is a craftsman who shapes bricks. Only with fantasy can we build a magnificent real world. And human beings with exhausted illusions are just fools lying in the mud.

Xiao Chuzhou, as one of the five national special prizes in the selection of high-quality students in Peking University in 2009 (innovative composition contest), won the first place in Peking University's independent enrollment and walk-in written test. Her writing changed her life track. Xiao Chuzhou said that when I first saw the topic of fantasy, I felt that the writing scope was very wide. It is difficult to write a good composition by carefully pondering the materials. As far as fantasy is concerned, the scope is naturally very wide, but judging from the material, the composition must be written with the promotion of fantasy to reality. Otherwise, it's easy to deviate from your dream and change your life. It can be said that this is a new and difficult topic.

3. Standing at the peak of fantasy (Xu Jisheng)

Since humans walked upright, their eyes facing the earth can look up into the distance with fantasy.

On the earth, all kinds of birds and beasts pass by us, and human beings find their own shortcomings. We can't fly, we can't be as smart as eagles in the blue sky, we can't run as fast as horses, we can't make holes like mice, and we can't sing like larks.

Humans are not deeply inferior, but hold their heads high in fantasy. We made things like wings, put them on our bodies, and jumped from high places. Many lovely people fell into the abyss, but the plane still flew into the blue sky with human fantasies.

Humans fantasize because of lack and progress because of fantasy.

So I stood at the peak of fantasy and looked at the future of the Chinese nation.

I fantasize that the people of China will move from hierarchy to equality.

People in China have consciously learned to divide the Duke of Zhou into three classes since the ritual system of the Duke of Zhou. Everything has grades, even the color and material of clothes. Officials wear bright colors. Bai Juyi, who was demoted to Jiujiang Sima, can only wear blue clothes, while ordinary people wear cloth clothes. In the literary world, poetry comes first, followed by prose, and novels and plays can only wait. Scholars write novels and plays, but they can't give their real names, so they shyly write pseudonyms. The late maturity of China's novels and plays is related to the hierarchical view of literature. In feudal times, officials were shepherds and people were cattle and horses; Officials are parents and people are grass. Members of society are divided into scholars, farmers, workers and businessmen in turn. Wives are big and concubines are small, and men are superior to women. In azimuth, the right side is big and the left side is small. Liangshan heroes, down and out shanzhai, also want to row seats.

A harmonious society must be based on the equality of social members, and the social division of labor is different, but every descendant of the Chinese people must stand at the same height, and there is no distinction between high and low.

I fantasize that the Chinese nation loves truth more than anything else.

When truth is inconsistent with power, we choose truth; When truth is inconsistent with interests, we choose truth. Truth will love us only if we love it.

Mr. Ba Jin earnestly warned us to tell the truth. Mr Ji Xianlin said: Without lies, there is no truth. "Not telling all the truth" seems a bit complicated, but "not telling all the lies" is the bottom line. It's hard to tell the truth. We would rather be silent with dignity than lie brazenly.

When officials tell the truth of the unit, the cohesion will be greater; Researchers will send fewer papers because they are true, and the gold content will be higher; When entrepreneurs lose some profits because of the truth, companies will last longer.

I fantasize that the Chinese nation leads the world.

We have concentrated for 5,000 years, and horses in China have never been to the Black Sea to eat exotic grasses. China people will make filial piety the warmest home in the world, and white hair is the laughter of their children and grandchildren. No matter how far China people go, they always think of "looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, I suddenly remembered home".

Phoenix, which has been flying for five thousand years, is old and plain, but it can be reborn in the fire of reform and opening up.

I fantasize about a little phoenix flying out of the ancient east, leading the eyes of the whole world to the distance.

As a Chinese teacher in Wuhan Foreign School, Xu Jisheng's feelings about this year's college entrance examination composition are: the thinking is very open, "easy to start", but it is not easy to write well. "From the perspective of the topic, the basis of human fantasy is its own shortcomings. Starting from this idea, there are many angles to' start' writing. In addition, there are countless shortcomings in reality, so candidates have countless fantasies. What kind of angle to choose and what kind of field to write, as long as the language foundation is solid, candidates can develop their strengths and avoid weaknesses according to their own strengths and write brilliant compositions. " Out of his preference for China culture, he chose the cultural perspective.

4. Lonely season

"The wind blows off the last leaf, and there is snow in my heart. Love can only be piled up in my memory-oh, for next season. "

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I walk alone in the warm season and refuse to bid farewell to the past. Tell yourself gently that lonely people don't need to wander, I just wander occasionally after being injured. Shaping is a place without sadness, but as Zhu Ziqing said, "Happiness is theirs", I have nothing. Is it "everything is the beginning without an ending, and everything is a fleeting pursuit"? Just like she said? I'm afraid I'm wrong, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I've always been strong. Without my parents, I would lose my way.

Night, don't let the language repeat. The thought that has been illuminated by the lamp, shining with the light of temptation, has been thinking. Well, I don't want to talk to myself anymore.

Like the night breeze, blow yourself up, you can hang your mood on the side of the road, or you can kick your mood under your feet and let yourself step on it slowly, then walk away and secretly watch her cry silly ~ ~ ~

Girls or not, they will miss their parents when they leave home. Only then did I realize that I didn't grow up and didn't want to grow up again. Only then do we know that it is emotions, not people, that grow up with us. When I am free, I hold a pen and look at the words before stepping on the tail of the wind, slipping from the end of the pen and hitting my heart, colliding with the sound of metal. Words have no feelings, but different people always add their own feelings, and then see their own appearance from the words, always moving themselves to tears.

Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Month, hook away the nursery rhymes of childhood. Accompanied by sentimental words, it seems to appreciate the beauty of loneliness, such as the transparency and simplicity of the summer sky and the slender autumn rain. Love has become a lonely language, hanging high in the sky, holding the moonlight and leaving the evening breeze on the house.

The brain at night can objectively answer its own questions. During the day, you can boldly squander, let the material encroach, and carefully give it to the spirit at night. The green light is yellow and the tea is fragrant. "Those who can't get there are called distant places, and those who can't go back are called hometown." So I'm sick and old ~ ~

Despite the corrosion of memory, those fresh and green have long been buried in the scale of time. Standing at the mouth of the cup and watching from a distance, I slowly dissolved the life filtered by time into my life. After a long time, I have settled down from the shallow place at the bottom of the cup, and one or two drops are crystal clear-I think that is the most beautiful thing in my heart, not flowers, but tears.

"It's like being trapped in a fog, eager to escape from the reality of nothingness." Run away. I really don't want to doubt myself anymore. No matter how cold loneliness will melt, do you believe it? Watch yourself leave, want to find freedom, but also give others freedom. Just set me free and ask myself to commit a crime!

Hope doesn't need to be interpreted, faith doesn't need to moan, and the past doesn't need to be wrapped in your arms. It turns out that all the pain comes from extravagant hopes, and everything seems to be destined. Mourn and groan, maybe I am my own sunshine, shining brightly and shining ahead.

5. Everything is in silence

One day, a friend pulled me back to real life while daydreaming and asked seriously, "Are you happy?" I replied without thinking: "I am very happy!" " ""Are you happy? " I replied without hesitation: "I am very happy! """Are you happy?" "I am very lucky. . . Fu. . . "Swallowing the last word made my heart tremble: Am I happy? I've never asked myself that. I don't know, I don't know if I'm really happy!

In the eyes of others, I am a lively and cheerful person, with words always on my lips and smiles always on my lips, but who can understand the real me? So I know myself:

The pleasure of sailing against the current

I am not a person who can calm down and study hard. I know the teacher is very kind to me. It has been two months since I entered Class 38, Senior High School. I don't know what to use to hide my inner fear. I don't know how to face my parents' expectant eyes again. I don't know how to live up to the high hopes of my relatives. Two months to be as happy as possible has become the theme of life. I fell down so many times that my grades dropped again and again. I don't have the courage to face them and think I have been abandoned by the world. In fact, it is not: parents do not blame, but encourage; Teachers don't criticize, but guide; My brother didn't sigh, but believed ... I began to look for a way out, believing that I would not be knocked down, because there were so many pairs of eyes that affirmed me. I realized that I can be so happy, and I can't let this happiness be destroyed.

Moisten silent happiness.

Grandparents were born in feudal society. Due to the infection of feudal ethos at that time, they were attacked by the idea of' son preference', and there were more boys and more sensible relatives. Naturally, my grandparents often scold me for being naughty. Why should I be reserved and not careless as a girl ... However, my parents are different. As the youngest member of my family, they take good care of me, fearing that I will be wronged and hurt a little. Am I not satisfied enough and happy enough? No, I'm glad. I should let this happiness continue!

The happiness of intangible care

Because I am outgoing, I talk a lot. Although I am not good at languages, I am not short of languages, so I have made many friends. There are also many close friends. When I am happy, they will share with me. When I am sad, they share it with me, making my face full of smiles forever. There is no word like pain in my dictionary. Isn't that enough? No, I'm satisfied. I'm really happy. ...

In fact, happiness is around you, mainly depending on whether you find it or not. We should grasp today, happiness and our own destiny.

6, don't have a root bud, not a rich flower in the world.

Come back, please rest assured that you will never travel!

Tao Qian waved goodbye to the officialdom, but once fame and fortune was just ridiculous, floating around, wanting nothing. Back to my hometown, I realized my lifelong wish. It was just a point in the mountain, and he couldn't wait to take a boat around the eighteen bends of the mountain road. A small room, a book lamp and a bright moon connected his life in series. The days when the face is facing the loess and the back is facing the sky are worth the songs of officialdom, and the smiles between farmers' sweat are better than flattering faces. Tao Qian, Loew's fate is questionable! Turn around smartly, leaving the legend eternal.

Don't rejoice in things, don't grieve for yourself.

After being demoted, the ministers' backs drowned out Fan Zhongyan's departure. Baling, who has fantasized for countless times, still didn't go. The choppy waves swept through his dreams, and the exquisiteness of Yueyang Tower had already fascinated him. Oh! As if seeing Qian Fan on Dongting Lake, he took his ideal to the other side of leisure. Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. "Wes, who are we going home with?" Fan Zhongyan smiled and swallowed his tears.

Wandering places, who are comforting each other?

Someone once said that Nalan Xingde's life is not bumpy. My father is an important official in the imperial court, but when he knew that the prosperity of his family was the cream of the people, he was silent and resisted with his young heart and family. Helpless, wandering, who are you with in the dark? Get drunk and solve a thousand worries, and die young, leaving the world with too much regret and sadness.

They laughed, and the gains and losses vanished in a snap; They cried, who can understand the loneliness and sadness in giving up? So they wrote the immortal answer with their lives-giving up is owning the world.

Chen, a senior one student of Leshan No.1 Middle School in Sichuan.

7. Talking about composition training in college entrance examination.

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How can we improve students' writing level? This problem has been puzzling countless teachers in China for many years, making colleagues in China feel extremely difficult. Students' writing level is not improved, which directly affects the quality of Chinese teaching. To improve the quality of Chinese teaching, we must focus on tackling key problems in writing. Only by overcoming difficulties can we stimulate students' interest in writing and improve their writing level. Based on my many years' experience, I now put forward some views to discuss with my colleagues.

First, observe carefully and pursue the truth.

What is observation? The so-called observation is to see with your eyes, "observe" from a distance, pay attention to everything, always pay attention to it, and form a habit. Mo Bosang, a French writer who is known as the king of short stories in the world, studied under Flaubert, a famous writer at that time. One day, he told Flaubert the story of sitting in his room and preparing to write a novel. Flaubert said, "I advise you not to be busy writing these virtual things." You ride a bike outside every day and record everything you see on the road accurately and carefully. " So Mo Bosang realized that Flaubert had taught him the basic skills of observing, knowing and practicing with his eyes. From then on, he spent a year or so, went out to observe every day, and finally wrote the novel Dim Sum, becoming a world-famous novelist. Therefore, learning to observe is the first factor to improve the writing level. In my years of teaching, I often hear some students say, "I'm afraid of writing. I always have a headache when I pick up a pen, and I can't learn to write. " Some simply said: "I don't know what to write, where to start." Although I have also handed in some compositions, if you look closely, you will find that there are too many, and even some content is added, which is empty and divorced from reality. Why is it difficult to write a composition? Generally speaking, I lack observation and realism, so I can't write. How to change this phenomenon? I think we should learn to observe first. When I was teaching the text "One Side" written by Alei, the third volume of junior middle school Chinese, I pointed out that Alei wrote his "thinness" five times when describing Lu Xun's appearance. Three of them write the appearance features clearly and carefully from far to near. Why is the author's description of Lu Xun so vivid and typical? Mainly because the author is good at careful observation and has a unique feeling in his heart. Therefore, I attach great importance to observing and writing real content when guiding students' writing training. Therefore, every week, I take my students out of the classroom and write on the spot. Sometimes I observe campus plants, bamboos, trees and flowers on campus. Sometimes I travel in the wild on weekends, write in the wild and enjoy the beautiful natural scenery. After such training, it not only stimulated students' interest in writing, accumulated rich themes, wrote real content, but also cultivated moral sentiments, so that students enjoyed beauty.

Second, accumulate materials and apply what you have learned.

In teaching, I met many students who seldom read extra-curricular books, especially books on Chinese extra-curricular reading. Some students don't even have an extracurricular reading besides textbooks. They seldom read books and newspapers, and their writing knowledge is poor. Even the sentences are not fluent. When writing a composition, they want to write sentence by sentence and feel speechless and have nothing to write. Or just started, perfunctory words, hastily ended. The content is vague and unintelligible, so I am afraid to write. In order to change the fear of writing, so as to be eloquent and articulate, we should read more books and accumulate more writing materials at ordinary times. As Du Fu said: "Reading is like breaking ten thousand volumes, and writing is like being a god." "If you read a hundred books, you will understand what you mean." Read more books, make the past serve the present, write articles, and be confident and handy. However, experience tells us that reading more books is not enough. "Han Yu, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, once said:" Learning means ploughing and reading, and learning means gaining ". This means that reading is the forerunner of writing. Without the "cultivation" of reading, there will be no "harvest" of writing. Therefore, on the basis of emphasizing students' reading, they should be familiar with the books they read and think carefully. Accumulate material, make it the "source of living water" of your own writing, and learn to use it, so that the content of the composition will be born from the pen, like a fountain, full of content.

There are many model essays in the texts we have learned, which are real materials written by the author through careful observation of people or animals. For example, the description of Lu Xun, the flying posture of cranes and the fighting scenes of cranes and eagles in "Crane Flying in the Sky" can be turned into useful things as long as they are carefully read and accumulated. In addition, in addition to accumulating materials from books, we can also accumulate them from daily life, for example, the emergence of new things, various useful propaganda, natural phenomena, social news, international current affairs and so on. These are excellent materials. As long as you pay attention to people and things in this area, you will naturally have rich materials, so that when you write, you can write wonderfully, skillfully and freely.

Third, advocate imitation and cultivate interest.

Imitation is a form of reference, but imitation is not a simple copy, it should be a creative reference. Imitation is characterized by strong pertinence and regularity, which not only reduces the difficulty of writing, but also receives obvious results. For students with low writing level, we should actively advocate imitating and drawing lessons from model essays, gradually cultivate their interest in writing, make them step by step on the road of writing, and gradually improve their writing ability. Even the mechanical imitation at the beginning should be praised and affirmed to arouse their interest and desire in writing. Many writers in history have imitated the writing style of the ancients and become a generation of demeanor. For example, Wang Bo's famous phrase "The sunset and the solitary heron Qi Fei, the autumn water and the sky are the same color" is detached from Yu Xin's "The fallen flower and the cheese cover Qi Fei, and the field willow and the spring flag are the same color". Another example is Zuo Qiuming's Zuo Zhuan and Sima Qian's Historical Records. Their writing style was imitated by later essayists, novelists and playwrights. Many articles in the textbook are good model essays. After learning the text, students can imitate writing and apply what they have learned. For example, I taught Zheng Zhenduo's class "Cats" and asked students to imitate writing with another animal as the topic. Many students succeeded in imitating writing and turned text writing into their own ability. Although imitation is the first step to improve writing ability, it should not be imitated blindly. Once the composition starts, you can imitate it. But after getting started, we must break away from imitation, take the road of innovation, pursue our own writing style and have our own characteristics.