Poems describing paintings and sketches

Poetry about sketching 1. Sentences about sketching.

First, practice is to improve yourself and tolerate others. Life is incomplete, so practice. A true man of practice never looks at the shortcomings and shortcomings of others. Staring at other people's shortcomings and deficiencies is one of their own shortcomings. The pain of life lies partly in our own shortcomings and partly in not liking others. Practice is to increase happiness through self-improvement; Relieve pain by forgiving others.

Second, when the wind blows over the calm beach and gently smoothes those words, love also quietly tears and no longer explains anything. My heart is calm, and when I am alone, I feel a little blue yearning. I want to meet you in this life, and I want to draw a prison.

You are my north star, tell me the way forward.

4. I miss you when I am sad, just like I miss the sun in winter; Thinking of you when you are happy is like thinking of the shade in the hot sun.

5. There is a bitterness called separation, a bitterness called abandonment, and a bitterness called self-seeking.

Six, time, still lonely, leaving a simple figure, hand in hand with loneliness, drifting in this subtle cycle.

Seven, happiness is disguised for others to see, another kind of pain, another kind of intoxicated loneliness. You think letting go can be my happiness, but you don't know that my greatest happiness is to hold hands with you. A lifetime commitment can't be easily said. You can't afford my future.

2. What are the aesthetic sentences about going out to sketch?

Who described the world and me and made our world colorful? -Xu Wei's Travel Notes

Take a walk with a thread. -Paul Klein of Germany.

Sculpture needs life instead of originality. rodin

Without people, art has no soil. —— Liang Mingcheng

In fact, any sudden inspiration can't replace long-term effort. rodin

Don't take Dan Qing for granted, praise the future in silent poems. -Xu Wei

I watched my hands work over and over again, and I came twenty times, but I had to start from scratch every time until I was completely satisfied. -Matisse

Life is like a cork drifting by the river. Renoir

The visual phenomenon of the objective world itself is meaningless, but what is meaningful is feeling, so it is completely out of the environment. -Malevik

What I like is kitsch, what I don't like is cheating the world, and beauty lies between similarity and difference. -Qi Baishi

Artists don't believe in science because science is just an imperfect thing. -Nold

A great artist, his feelings belong to the times. -Hu Yichuan

Those artists who are good at expressing skills can't be called real artists, because their purpose is to satisfy people's desires, so he called natural art and realistic art "aimless art". This kind of art "is castrated art and can't come." Kandinsky

The painter should write a big word on the door of the studio: "There are a pair of eyes in the room to shed tears of sympathy for the unfortunate people." -Horace

Plane or tricolor right-angle prism and achromatic color should be the means of modeling expression. -mondriaan who wants to devote himself to painting?

Who must be familiar with this language first? -Matisse

3. What does the poem sketch express?

Reading Wang Guozhen's Love for Life: Wang Guozhen's poems, emphasizing the pursuit of images and personal ideals, has played a great role in soothing the hearts of addicts.

Love Life is one of Wang Guozhen's representative works. This poem expresses the philosophy of why we should love life with four affirmative answers. Four paragraphs, seemingly similar, actually have their own interests.

The four paragraphs are analyzed and answered with images such as "success", "love", "struggle" and "future" respectively. These four images can be said to be used by some fresh and philosophical poets, including Wang Guozhen and Xi Murong. They are not obscure, mysterious and obscure, which can be said to be completely different from obscure poems, and are also the reason for the success of Wang Guozhen's poems.

China's poems, from the earliest, mostly carry the function of singing, but obscure poems have abandoned this main function. Although misty poetry received great attention and pursuit from readers in the 1980s, it is incomplete and congenitally deficient.

Although I personally appreciate misty poetry very much, I deeply regret this defect. Misty poetry is mostly arrogant, which helps poetry succeed and promotes its decline.

On the contrary, Wang Guozhen's poems betrayed detachment and even improved the rhythm. Basically, his poems can be directly used for composing and singing, and young people who are keen on pop music are naturally more likely to accept this form of poetry.

In artistic conception, Wang Guozhen seems to be inferior to the misty school. Wang Guozhen is used to images such as "love" and "success", and many of his works adopt these basic images, which may be Wang Guozhen's own preference or a compromise to cater to ideology.

In fact, Wang Guozhen's poems are not simply preaching. He said: "Since you have chosen a distant place, you only care about suffering." . Instead of shouting slogans and insisting that you do this, he sang and suggested that you do this, which was a very wise enlightenment for poetry readers in the 1990 s.

Wang Guozhen's poems always embody the distinct enlightenment function, so his poems can even be used in Chinese textbooks. Wang Guozhen's poetry once set off an upsurge, which made him a rookie in the field of poetry and a mentor of young people.

I don't know if all this contributed to the passionate enlightenment of his poetry. In my opinion, Wang Shi's love is not the ultimate success and happy ending in the future, nor is it the acquisition of love and the realization of goals. Love overflowing in poetry is actually a process and a pursuit. "Suffering hardships" and "expressing sincerity" are both manifestations of love.

Love life, not because you want it, but because you love it, and you finally get it. In this way, the theme of poetry is sublimated.

Love Life is a lyric poem that is very suitable for reading aloud and can also be read as an inspirational poem. I believe that as long as there is love in my heart and love for life, all good results can be expected.

Wang Guozhen, who loves life, I don't think about whether I can succeed. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about hardships and hardships. I don't think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, only the back is left to the world. I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as you love life, everything is expected.

4. Landscape poetry

Shi Zhongshan

1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: At Lusu)

3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Looking at Yue)

Although a country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu)

6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue")

7. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")

8. Peas are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

9. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi stoma wall "))

10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain. (Su Shi: "Title Xilin Wall")

Water in poetry

1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian ")

Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao: < Looking at the Sea ")

3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose)

4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: Wangtianmen Mountain))

5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")

6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")

7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")

At sunrise, the flowers in the river are better than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")

9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")

10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi: "Hui Chong {Riverside Night Scene)")

5. Write a modern poem about autumn.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Dynasty: Yuan Dynasty

Author: Ma Zhiyuan

Original text:

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

Adapted by Tianjingsha Qiu Si

Autumn is coming, and the west wind is blowing hard. For some time, I have been taking a horse on a long journey. Looking at the skinny and tired horse, a faint sadness passed through my heart.

An old tree beside me, like an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, is intertwined, covered with scabs and twisted branches. Dead vines wrapped around it. The crow stood on the top of the almost bare tree, screaming. Several leaves on the tree trembled in the autumn wind. The leaves on the ground were blown by the wind and circled around the roots. "Alas, the fallen leaves have returned to their roots!" "I feel a burst of sadness in my heart, and this sadness seems to be getting stronger and stronger. It's nearly dusk, and a touch of sunset shines on the top of the tree. People's laughter came faintly in the distance. There seems to be running water flashing in the sunset under the bridge in front of the door. How warm it is! But it made my deep homesickness stronger.

I stood by the ancient road and let the wind blow my sleeve. When will the wandering wanderers end their days of eating, drinking and having fun and return to their relatives in their hometown? I played the flute gently. Under the setting sun, sad notes seem to be shining water, carrying my homesickness and drifting away. ...