Selected by the work of "Touring Classics · Creative Endless Youth" composition contest (2022.08.26)

When dawn put on white clothes

—— Reading "The Selection of Ai Qing Poems" feels

Section of Sun Xin, Eighth Grade (9) Class of the 50th Middle School in Nanjing City: Wang Youbiao

If Yin Yong's ancient poems are a dialogue that spans time and space, reading modern poems is a move from the depths of the soul. Its free and easy brushwork, such as slender winding mountain streams, as well as a clear river; like a candlelight swaying under the curtain, as well as the flames on the wilderness, it can always arouse the resonance in your heart.

In poetry, we are in the best years. "Like a single wooden boat scattered with aroma, leave a small desert island; a warm and melancholy boy leaves his small village." This is a teenager who desires poetry and distant, and is also a thought of The teenager of his backward warm hometown. When the teenager walked out of his poverty -stricken villages, he was full of expectations for the future. And sitting by the window, we are depicting the blueprint of the future, regardless of the clear sky and white clouds, Hongye showed wings, and the journey is thousands of miles. This is the best year, the best youth. I met ourselves in Ai Qing's poems.

We are rooted in the same land. "Snow falls on the land of China, the cold is blocking China ..." The cold wind raged, frozen thousands of miles. These texts written by frozen tears turned into cold winds, drilled into the bottom of the heart, and painful. "I love this sad land, ancient land, this land is raised, the most difficult and oldest race in the world I love." In the same land, I deeply felt the pain that I had nourished this land, and I trembled, and my mood became more excited. Ai Qing's poems are not only the painful records of that era, but also convey the deep love of all Chinese children who are born in the same roots. His poems are shaking deep in the soul. Self -improvement. I feel the feeling of blood connection in Ai Qing's poems.

We have the same ideal. "For my prayer, the poet, you get up." So he called on dawn and chased the waves; he raised the torch and integrated into the ocean of the star fire. He rushed to the end of the night, and he hoped the dawn of the east. He told us, "Our ancestors are glorious, they have opened the way for us, leaving deep footprints along the way, and blood stains in each footprint." The ancestors took us from the past to modernity, from night to dawn; we will move from today to the future, from the earth to the sun. We are all pious people of the sun, and the cause of pursuing the sun is eternal. The moment I took over the relay stick, I would hold his scarred hand tightly: rest assured, we all have the same ideal. I accepted the spiritual inheritance in Ai Qing's poems.

This is the power of poetry. On the balcony, I often read poems on the old locust tree opposite. It has gone through that heavy history. I believe it understands Ai Qing's text. When I read the movement, I always burst into tears, and the old locust trees on the opposite side rang. Is it sobbing?

The poet and his poems are one. "Why do I often have tears in my eyes because I love this land deeply." Ai Qing is the first modern poet I really know. In his poems, the sun, dawn, and land were covered in the lines, giving me youth, giving me a country, and giving me ideals.

When Liming put on white clothes, I stood on the side of the horizon and recalled Ai Qing.

The most anticipated thing

Instructor Chen Qihan, Class 2 (10) of Nanjing Institute of Technology Experimental Primary School: Mei Yaozhong

At the age of seven, I went to Wanda Park to play with my mother. At that time, we finally played the long -lasting indoor roller coaster. One is a good seat belt, and the roller coaster starts. It climbed a little bit, although the speed was slow like a snail that was lying forward, but I was still a little scared. I hurried the safety handle, secretly glanced down below. The facilities echo. As soon as the roller coaster climbed to the highest point, it was like a loss of gravity. The upper left and right, the hula circle turned, and within a few seconds, it rushed back to the lowest point. I was frightened by this sudden rotation.

After getting off the roller coaster, my mother touched my head and said to me, "Son, the next 'ghost house' dare to play?" What? Mom, don't underestimate me, but I want to protect you! Wanda Paradise 'Ghost House'? Hey, just a piece of small dish. Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Don't be brave! " Calling, the nervousness, in the end, I still failed to complete the "task" of protecting the mother, and I was ashamed when I thought of it.

Some time ago, I took a roller coaster and played "Ghost House Adventure". I'm really not afraid at all. But I am looking forward to the busy mother who can take me to Wanda Paradise again! I want to tell my mother with action: I have grown up, I can really protect her!

Grandma's kitten

Jinling Middle School Hexi Branch Primary School 3 (1) Class 3 (1) Chen Yining Teacher: Li Jinliang

Grandma's house raised a cute kitten. Whenever I return to my hometown, the first thing is to look at it and play with it.

There are many yellow stripes on the kitten's body. When walking, it shakes and swings, cute! Its ears are sharp, and no matter how small the sound can be heard. Its eyes are usually round, and the eyes are narrowed into a seam while sleeping. Its mouth is pink, with a few beards on the mouth.

Not only is the kitten not only cute, but also catch mice in the ground! It hid as soon as he heard a movement, waiting for the mouse to get out of the hole. This summer, I witnessed the process of cat catching mice. At 9 o'clock in the morning, a mouse stretched out his head in the cave on the corner of the rice field to look around. He felt safe and boldly walked out of the cave. They do n’t know, this is the “empty city plan” from the kitten. The kitten lay on the ground, and suddenly the arrow rushed over, caught the mouse. The kitten walked in front of her grandma, and kept shaking the mice in her mouth, as if asking for merit. Grandma saw it, and said cheerfully, "Yo, can do it. Remember to give you a merit, and enjoy you a fish at noon." The kitten seemed to know what he was praised, shook his tail proudly, looking proudly looking for Local enjoyed its "results".

Three months have passed, I miss it, I don't know how much it has grown up, and do you know me?

Look, this is the cute kitten of my grandma's house!

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"Touring Classics · Creative Mind Youth" composition contest requirements:

1. The theme of "paying tribute to the classics" is selected in form, and the topic is self -made.

2. Requirement sentences are smooth, clear, and concentrated; encourage the use of their own expression, encourage unique imagination;

3. Word number requirements:

About 200 words (grades 1-2), about 350 words in the middle school section (grade 3-4), about 500 words (5-6th year), about 600 words in the junior high school group (grade 7-9). The high school group (high school -high school) around 800 words.

4. Please note at the end of the work.

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