Imitate the Ansai waist drum to write an essay, and imitate the Ansai waist drum to write a running

Writing ideas: When imitating and writing, the given statement object must be the subject, otherwise it will not meet the requirements"If you miss a word, you will be wrong"。The topic also refers to the central theme given in the paragraph, and the imitation should grasp the main idea on the basis of understanding the meaning of the text, associate it according to the purpose, select materials according to the purpose, and ask for sentences according to the purpose.

See! As soon as I wrote it, I was ruthless, crazy, and dead! Dozens of blank exam papers, like dozens of chess pieces constantly blown by the wind, fly in front of you. Like a light cloud, it is an elegant font.

Like a rope, it is a tightly closed lip; The blade is the same, it is a sharp pupil; Like a mountain, it is an immovable body; Like a secluded forest, it is a silent classroom. In the first class of the second year of junior high school, what a tense, difficult, and intense exam began-physics time limit.

This time-limited makes the noisy classroom immediately quiet, makes the students who love to laugh immediately become sad, and makes us sleepy immediately become excited.

It reminds people of the silence of all the voices, but the sound of the bells.

It reminds people that it is already dusk and I am alone and sad, and it is even more windy and rainy.

It reminds people of the fog of obscurity and clarity, clarity and obscurity, and then finally eternal obscurity.

There is no room for delay, no room for contemplation, no room for closure, it is a wave of despair, giving up, and forgetting!

New Year's Day is a great way to collect money, wear new clothes, and set off firecrackers, but the most interesting thing is to watch the lion dance performance. I still remember last year's trip to Guangzhou. It was a cloudless day, and the streets were crowded and lively, and everyone was full of red light and joy.

Suddenly, the sound of firecrackers sounded, and I walked along the place where there was a sound and found that it was a lion dance.

The fragmented sunlight squeezed out the clouds, hazy with the gray drums, the gray people, the gray world.

The cumulus clouds gradually opened, and the cowhide drum burst out with dazzling light. The descendants who sat quietly on the ground stood up one after another.

Suddenly, the drums sounded. At first, it was like a heavy bell, then like a rolling spring thunder, and then like a blood-boiling heart. Wearing a black jacket and trousers, a white sheep's belly handkerchief, and a red cloth belt around his waist, the sturdy man from northern Shaanxi stepped on the thick loess and danced in unison with the help of the cowhide drum.

Every drum beat is full of rhythm; Every drum beat is sonorous and powerful; Every drum beat resounded through the heavens and the earth. Under the command of the drummers of the first road, the drummers beat the drums and danced wildly, the drumsticks waved, the colorful silk flew over, and the drums sounded like thunder, shaking the earth and pressing the momentum.

In an instant, the hall was full of surprise;

In an instant, the sound of the wind entered the ears;

In an instant, the sound of fingering and pointing was dissolved, diluted, and gradually disappeared by the sound of drums.

At this point, the descendants danced in an orderly manner. Sideways, head raised back, left foot on the ground, right leg forward kick out, both hands high and low wave mallet drum, smooth and elegant, there is tension and relaxation, rough and bold, strong and passionate.

The flying tassels raise the earth in the sky; gusts of wind blow away the flying dust; The sun shines brightly on the vast wasteland. A red and white figure set off a hurricane on the wasteland! Forward, backward, kicking, turning, hitting, jumping, brave as a tiger, rolling like a dragon, hearty, flying and agitated, like entering a no-man's land!

The yellow dust is rolling, the figures are in a trance, the earth-shattering drums and the roars of the descendants are intertwined, and everything is gone.

And so, the heart spreads, spreads, spreads ...... in this drumbeat

The dancing wilderness is like a rough sea, a wave is not settled, and a wave rises. Wind and waves, waves and wind, splashing everywhere, gray water vapor enveloped the air, the sea, the heaven and the earth. The wind doesn't stop, the water doesn't stop, and the waves don't stop!

At this moment, the gongs and drums are beating quickly, the suona is blowing tightly, the drums are more intense, and the vast white sand fills the entire wilderness, surging like a big river, roaring like a big river, and magnificent like the sea. People, drums, sounds, mixing, blending, cohesion! The sun shines brightly on the wilderness!

Once again, the wind blew through the dusty silence and the dusty mind.

I felt that the article was very good and it was very good to read.