Good words and sentences, not poetry

Words: the moon is white and the wind is clear, the days are accumulating, the sun and the moon are like shuttles, changing with each passing day; Dotted with stars, sparks of stars, wearing stars and moons; The wind and the sun are beautiful, the wind and rain are in the same boat, the wind and clouds are abrupt, the wind and rain are smooth, the wind and rain are changing, the spring breeze and rain, the wind and rain are full of wind and rain, the ice is full of wind and rain, the ice is autumn and the moon, the hundred years old and the autumn, the spring flowers and autumn fruits, the spring flowers and autumn moon, the spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, the spring dew and autumn frost, the spring and autumn penmanship, the spring and autumn are prosperous, the spring goes to the autumn, the spring and the spring are unrighteous, the spring is born and the autumn is killed, the spring snake is the autumn worm, the spring is born and the summer is long, the autumn harvest is hidden, the spring frog and the autumn cicada, the spring worm and the autumn snake, the golden wind is cool, the geese pass the phonograph, and the autumn color is pleasant.

Sentence: Autumn, no matter where it is, is always good; However, the autumn in the north is particularly clear, quiet, and sad.

Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it a fine wine, and that kind of half-opened, half-drunk state is inappropriate in the process of appreciating autumn.

When you get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit down in the courtyard, you can also see the very high turquoise sky, and hear the sound of pigeons flying under the blue sky.

Facing east, I counted the rays of sunlight that leaked down, and I naturally felt the autumn mood when I looked at the blue flowers of morning glories like trumpets.

After sweeping the street under the shadow of the trees, the silk lines of the brooms left on the dust look both delicate and leisurely, and the weak residual sound of the autumn cicada is a specialty of the northern country; Because there are trees growing everywhere in Beiping, and the houses are low, you can hear their singing wherever you are.

It shows that animals with feelings, human beings with feelings, for autumn, are always the same can especially arouse deep, distant, severe, and depressed feelings.

However, the deep taste of autumn, especially the deep taste of autumn in China, can only be felt in the north.

The autumn of the southern country, of course, also has its peculiar places, such as the bright moon of the Twenty-fourth Bridge, the autumn tide of the Qiantang River, the cool mist of Putuo Mountain, the residual lotus of Lychee Bay, etc., but the color is not strong, and the aftertaste is not eternal.

Autumn, the autumn of the north, if I can keep it, I am willing to fold two-thirds of my life in exchange for a fraction of one-third.

It was late autumn, and the endless trees in the forest were bare, and the old tree stood gloomy, letting the brown moss hide the wrinkles on its body.

The sky glows softly, clear and ethereal, making one want to hear the song of a high-flying lark, just as looking at the blue sea and thinking of a white sail.

The sunset is the wings of time, and when it flies away, there is a moment of extreme splendor.

What a bright autumn, here, no longer scorched earth and ashes, this is a vigorous land where thousands of mountain winds are draped in red carpets.

The ultimate in love is fulfillment.

A rose made of silver is in full bloom. I don't know what is in the world that can stop it from opening, and I don't know what is in the world that can make it wither.

One of my favorite ...

Youth is fleeting, and it is difficult to stay if you know yourself, what do you want in life.

It's not poetry, it's just a simple battle and rhyme, and I write it out of boredom.

I came to the line of facts that are the time of the wage book.

The main thing is to read more poetry first, and where you want to develop, look at the poetry collection in that aspect. For example, the Tang poem "Requiring neatness" Song Ci "Artistic Conception When you see too much and encounter sadness or happiness, your self-feeling comes from the heart" The modern version of "Miscellaneous! Write how you want" recommend a few songs.

If life is only as it first sees*

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan language, early in the middle of the night, Yulin bell will not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang than the wings of the day of the wish -- Nalan Xingde "Magnolia Flower Order Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words".

Butterfly love flowers, chrysanthemums, sorrow, smoke and orchids, crying dew, Luo curtain light cold, swallows fly to the bright moon, do not know how to leave hatred, slanting light to dawn, wear Zhu Hu, last night, the west wind withered green trees, alone on the tall building, looking at the end of the world, the road wants to send color notes and rulers, the mountains are long and the water is wide, and I know where -- Northern Song Dynasty) Yan Shu.

Yongxin words.

It's not good to be able to infect people by not being able to say what you say in your heart.

It's not good to not be able to express your aspirations and thoughts.

Therefore, being able to sing the heart and words is a good poem!

Cultivate the mind first, and then cultivate poetry.

It's like writing an essay, but it's just a gorgeous rhetoric

Poetry is the abbreviation of composition, it is the essence.

If you want artistic conception, ......First of all, you have to be intentional, that is, what you think in your heart, and you have to write it out so that people can understand it. And then there's the environment, the environment is the environment, the environment is set off, such as bringing a little scenery or something, depicting the things around makes people feel immersive, you know?

Actually, it's pretty much the same as writing an essay, except that most of the poems are lyrical and argumentative

Poetry that can express one's emotions just right is good poetry for oneself.

A good poem must resonate with the audience who reads it.

It's not a pile of language, it's not a dogmatic format, it's not a trick.

One is pleasing to the eye, the other is pleasing to the eye.

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If you really love poetry, then you can accumulate it on a daily basis.

Feel it for yourself. When you see a good poem, you feel like you're there, you're completely immersed in it, and you want to excerpt it right away. To sum it up, it's really amazing!

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan. Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Like this kind of poetry that can write the philosophy of life, can arouse people's resonance and thinking, and makes people feel related, and the sincere expression of life feelings, it is a good poem.

If a poem is written gorgeously, but it doesn't know what it is, or it can't reflect the characteristics of the thing it sings at all, it's a waste poem.

Individuals have different ideas, and it's good to think it's good.

Good poetry that doesn't speak of rhythm It's a paradox.

Personally, I think the first artistic conception, the second aesthetic.

1, "Jiangnan in the Year of the Turtle" Du Fu [Tang Dynasty].

It is common to see it in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it a few times before.

It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers.

2, "Early Spring Chengshui Zhang Eighteen Members" Han Yu [Tang Dynasty] The light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass is close but not close.

It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

3, "Inscription Immortal Pavilion" Bai Yu Toad [Song].

Good pine, good bamboo, good streams and mountains, cars and horses and Khotan return from the past.

Travelers smell the new wine white, and the entrance road breaks the tender moss spots.

My words are quiet, but they are like a middle and a thin room.

Gu Su Sang Ma empty house, the owner has never been idle.

4, "Spring Night Rain" Du Fu [Tang Dynasty].

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

5, "Dengle You Yuan" Li Shangyin (Tang).

Xiang was unwell at night and drove to the ancient plains.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk.