Literature junior three composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a comprehensive and creative speech activity. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my composition of junior high school literature for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

1, who is Chai Fei who knocks on your heart?

Who plucked the strings of your happiness?

Who broke your painful feelings?

Who fascinates you and me?

Yes! It's her! It is a woman who travels through ancient and modern times; It is a woman who has seen all the sadness; It is women who see the ups and downs; It is women who can't blow the beauty of the old city-literature!

Literature, she endowed us with a calm brain, wise thinking and emotional mind; Literature, she endowed us with the beauty of "half river and half red"; Literature endows us with the heroic spirit of "Mochow has a vast road ahead, and everyone in the world knows you"; Literature, she endowed us with the vitality of "Qian Fan on the side of the shipwreck and Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree"; Literature, let us have "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back!" " ; Literature, she gave us the optimism that "there is no road to doubt, and there is another village." In fact, literature has given us more than that. ...

Literature is rich, otherwise, how can there be a message that "there is a golden house in the book, and there is a Yan Ruyu in the book"?

Literature is fascinating, otherwise, how can there be the obscurity of "the sky is raining and crisp, the grass is near and far, and there is nothing"?

Literature is ideological, otherwise, how can there be the sadness of "only looking at my hometown, the twilight is getting dark, and there is a sad fog on the river waves"?

Literature is ruthless, otherwise, how can there be the feeling of "a river flowing with water, a romantic figure through the ages"?

Literature is a Ming history, otherwise how can there be the grief and indignation of "prosperous times, people living in poverty, dying in poverty, people living in poverty"?

Literature has a pair of eyes to see success or failure; Literature has a white skirt that can't be dusty; Literature has a pair of jade hands that write joys and sorrows; Literature includes ancient and modern historical events; Literature contains philosophy of life; Literature is permeated with the fragrance of nature.

Literature dances with poetry; What literature gurgles out is philosophy; Life is what literature rolls up!

I would like to indulge in literature forever and taste its fragrance; Her fragrance; Its book fragrance!

What is literature? Poetry? Words? Qu? Fu? Or did you break Jinse's sadness? No, it's just an emotional catharsis, a poetic expression.

In literature, I have always only focused on poetry. Whether it's phrasing or rhyming, we all study it carefully and taste it slowly. I found that when I was in primary school, I always liked narrative. Like most of my classmates, I think the two books "The Son of Yang" and "The Argument between Two Children" are too tedious and boring. However, the fifth grade winter vacation, because of a fierce conflict with others, left a deep shadow in my heart, and I can't get rid of it. Over time, it changed my character. I feel that narrative can no longer accommodate my confused thoughts, so I began to look for another sustenance, new hope and new spiritual home.

A lonely man wandered on a lonely sea and suddenly smelled the flowers. Why can't this motivate her? Poetry can also be said to have saved me at that time, made me regain my dignity and fell in love with poetry from then on. Whether reading or writing poetry has become a compulsory course for me every day, gradually, the general narrative has been ignored by me.

But recently, at the suggestion of teachers and relatives, I also found that no matter how many poems I "studied", they are still the styles that are not used in the senior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination. Come to think of it, I seem to be too partial to poetry, and I devote myself to it most of the time. I forgot to listen to the sounds of flowers, birds, running water, sunrise and fallen leaves, and forgot that there are many other things in life. I forgot that I still have eyes to observe. Forget that there are hands to practice, forget that literature needs true feelings.

Yes! Literature comes from creation, creation comes from inspiration, inspiration comes from society and society comes from practice. I can't put all my eggs in one basket. Poetry is my hobby. Observing life and writing a true narrative is for the exam!

Real literature should have true feelings, which come from the bits and pieces of life. ...

Change, from now on

The willows beside the pond have sprouted in this spring, and the branches are covered with green elves, swaying gently in the breeze like a green barrier. I stood under the tree and looked at the dancing willow branches, lost in thought. ...

The fog in the morning is hazy, and the earth is like a silver-gray veil, showing a hazy beauty.

The results of the monthly exam came unexpectedly. I did well in the exam. Looking at my mother's smiling face, my mood suddenly brightened.

I quickly ran out of the house, bathed in the breeze, and the drizzle fell silently on the ground.

"Well ... this exam is great. What should I do? By the way, these days are too hard. I should reward myself! " Say that finish, my eyes a bright, corners of the mouth raise a smile, quickly jumped into the supermarket.

"This, this, and this ... wow! I want so many delicious foods. Great! Reward yourself, I am in a good mood! " I said to myself happily, laughing like a flower, and quickly held those big bags of snacks in my arms. "I want all these!" "I said excitedly.

The rain is falling, forming a vortex on the ground, and fine raindrops are jumping, spinning and flying, falling from the clouds.

I sat on the balcony with headphones on my ears, chewing snacks in my mouth and watching the drizzle outside the window.

"I am so happy today!" I swing from side to side with the music, stand up and dance from time to time, and hum a few words while dancing.

"Hoo-"I sighed, sat down, opened several packets of snacks one after another, and grabbed one and stuffed it into my mouth. "Mmm, delicious, delicious, this tastes better, hmm ... I'm so happy!" My mouth is full, but my hands never stop.

After a while, I finished the pile of snacks. I looked at the empty bag and couldn't help thinking, "It's good to reward myself!" " "

By the pond, willows sway with the wind, and the wind blows gently, blowing off pieces of green elves. I return to absolute being, looking at the willow branches flying all over the sky, but I couldn't help laughing and walking away. ...

Only the West Lake is a beautiful place, and only literature is the fragrance of Baihui.

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Once upon a time, I was infatuated with The Red Chamber, which was understandable. It disappeared, and so did the fragrance of flowers. Who can understand the taste? Once upon a time, I liked pain, but there was some spirit in my pride. I am walking alone in your sunshine, and I regret the confusion in my heart.

Thank you, literature-touched my heart.

"Looking for it, it's miserable, miserable, miserable." The wheel of history keeps turning, turning culture and Gankun. "Sorrow" seems to be Li Qingzhao's patent, but in her life, isn't she a "sad word" and "sad word"? But in more than 2,000 years of literary creation, Li Qingzhao is the only talented woman who has reached the peak of more than 2,000 years. There is no happiness in life, "flowers float with water", lamenting life: too late to expect, too late to think, too late to promise, too late to make public ... just like this sad petal, it will die. Only people remember, only a piece of land and the fragrance of a lifetime.

Thanks to a generation of talented women and literature-touched my heart.

"Just classmates and teenagers, in the prime of life", when we are in the prime of life, have you ever thought, "Study for the rise of China?" "One river never returns, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic figures of the ages" waved off the sad swan song, and now this momentum is extraordinary. As soon as the poems of a generation of leaders came out, the momentum was extraordinary, and they were completely "unable to sell their names and learn to be tyrants". A generation of people showed their elegance and enjoyed a big country. Only then did it create a generation of leaders and a great man. Swing away the tenderness of children, it is unique and magnificent in the literary history of more than 2,000 years. "The River Dribbles" is still fresh in my mind, and "Scold Fang Qiu" is still fresh in my mind.

Thanks to a leader, thanks to literature-touched my heart.

-endnotes

Literature is a word that everyone is familiar with. Literature can broaden people's horizons and enlighten people's hearts. Now let's see what's in this mysterious literary palace.

In the palace of literature, knowledge is not only numerous, but also colorful. Open the existing literature reading books around you, and your eyes will shine: the song of the Long March, the love of family, the rhythm of snow, life practice, the beauty of nature and so on. What a colorful literary world this is! When reading these articles, have we been moved, have we felt sorry for others, and have we been inspired? See, this is the power of literature.

Literature is not only in Chinese books, but also in extracurricular books. When we open them, we have some thoughts in our hearts, such as whether the book is good or not, what is said in it; It is precisely because of these ideas that we have entered the sea of books and do not need to go out. Wandering in the sea of books and thinking in the sea of books, it makes us know some strange phenomena of nature, the unique charm of China culture and the local customs of our country-it is no exaggeration for the ancients to say that "books have their own golden houses". Some successful people learn something only because of literature.

Literature exists not only in books, but also in people's mouths. For example, from the old Red Army, we can hear the story of the Long March with literary color; From this old writer, we can hear his learning experience and the ups and downs of his writing path; We can hear the secret of his success from the winner. These people are talking about literature, aren't they? What they say contains the philosophy of life and can benefit us for life.

Literature is the key to the temple of knowledge and the beacon of success. Let's use literature to open the door to the temple of knowledge, study hard in this door, and move towards light and success under the guidance of the lighthouse!

In spring, everything recovers, the grass is green, and the air is filled with the fragrance of hope, revealing coolness. Dear literature, you can always bring plum fragrance in deep winter and beat my heart with gorgeous words when I am desperate. At this time, you remind me: don't pay for the failure in winter again. You might as well take a book of poetry with you when you are in the prime of life, sell it in despair, swim in the sea of books, or experience the optimism of "April is full of flowers, peach blossoms are blooming in mountain temples", or feel the joy of "spring grass grows in the pond and birds sing in the garden". Dear literature, you bring me hope.

The sun is shining, and the years are like dreams. I didn't realize that in summer, the sun scorched the earth mercilessly, which made people feel confused. Dear literature, you can always show people the way with old trees and clouds in the vast forest, illuminate the road for me when I am confused and dispel my confusion. At this point, you reminded me that it might help me feel exotic. So, I opened the cigar classics, felt the tobacco leaves with South American customs, and realized the charm of cigar culture. This book is really a masterpiece. Romantic landscape illustrations and simple rural culture make me linger and praise. Thank you, dear literature, for helping me find my goal and guide my course.

Autumn and winter are the most helpless times. The north wind roared and blew wildly to the windowsill. I can't help feeling a little sad, showing endless sadness. Still you, dear literature. You dragged me to explore the world of books. You let me know the integrity and courage of "the meaning of drunkenness is not in wine, but between mountains and rivers" and "I am not afraid of death, I want to stay in the world innocently". "Once I get a glimpse of the peak, I will see that other mountains are short under the sky." Ambitious ... and you bring me endless warmth.

Dear literature, whenever I mention you, there will be a ripple in my heart more or less, which touches me and makes me feel something.

I have to say, I have to say, literature is a lamp. I mean street lamps.

In my dream, I came from the depths of the long river of history with a book in my hand, smiling at the vicissitudes of life.

I grew up on yellowed paper and the waves written by the author, which gave me spirituality. From then on, I cast an eager eye on the world.

Touch and feel.

When I first entered the literary world, I saw those passionate, sad, bright or indifferent emotions in words like Mars, immersed in the depths, and it was difficult to extricate myself.

When Baoyu and Baochai were separated by a wall and Daiyu was dead, I thought deeply about the joys and sorrows of the three people inside and outside the wall and lamented the rise and fall of the Grand View Garden. When Cangyang Jiacuo smiled at the clear water and declared "I want to be secular", who could not be responsible for his "If the time is perfect, I am not responsible for the Tathagata!" He just wants freedom, only love. When Olivia cried out in despair in Hamlet, "Who would have thought that the prosperity of the past would become the soil of the present", I shouted for her and made her sad. Touching the literary world, wandering around the world of mortals, just to understand feelings.

Chew and understand

The deeper you go, the more you realize the uniqueness of the literary world. Careful observation, if some philosophies slip from the leaves, they fall into the heart.

I was once addicted to Zhuangzi, "Is the sky bright?" Just as Zhuangzi came out of the dust thousands of years ago, he thought about the sky and the box outside the box; I am also amazed at the "Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest" singing drunken songs, playing the piano under the moon and thinking about the meaning of life. In Don Quixote, an outsider watched Don Quixote ride an old horse and bring his servants to this world, knowing how important it is to be down-to-earth and impressed by his courage.

Chewing the words in literature, I am thinking, just to understand.

Taste and understanding

Looking back, however, I was shocked by the connection between the literary world and personal character. Wang Wei said that "if it is different from goodness, it is beautiful"; I know the truth, goodness and beauty thousands of years ago, and I found it advocated by * * * that "today's responsibility lies in my youth". Reading is to cultivate one's morality and temper one's character. Taste the moral sentiment in literature, just for understanding.

This book has its own golden house. I felt it in the literary world and found the light between the lines.