In fact, I became attached to poetry when I was a child. At that time, my mother often bought me many hardcover books, which were full of childlike poems. My mother held my little hand and taught me to read them word by word: "Duck, Duck, Quack …" and "Goose, Goose, Xiang Tiange …". And I often clap my hands and cheer. From then on, I fell in love with poetry deeply and thought it was so beautiful and pure.
After attending primary school, I not only still love poetry, but also have a deeper understanding of it. I learned a lot of Tang poetry, Song lyrics and Yuan songs, as well as various modern poems. I realized the poet's joys and sorrows from poetry, and I opened up a whole new world from poetry. By the way, I also recited more than 150 poems and accumulated them in my mind. When writing a composition, they all showed their magical powers and jumped into the composition one by one. Therefore, teachers often give me a big "excellent" under my composition, or write a few words of encouragement and praise, and even regard my composition as a model essay! Once the school held a "Poetry Reading Challenge", the teacher naturally asked me to participate, and I also achieved good results! Didn't you say it was all about poetry?
Later, poetry has been fully integrated into my life. During the Spring Festival, I will recite "firecrackers are one year old, and spring breeze enters Tu Su from send warm"; Visiting the park in the middle of winter to enjoy plum blossoms, he shook his head and said, "Wind and rain send spring home, and snow flies to welcome the spring." The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers. "When the sun sets, looking at the sparkling river, I can think of" a round of setting sun sprinkled in the water, half river rustling, half river red "; When I am on holiday in other places, I will whisper sadly, "I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family twice every holiday." "Unconsciously, poetry has become an indispensable part of my life, and my friendship with poetry has been deeply rooted.
My friendship with poetry grew deeper and deeper, until later, I had the idea of writing poetry. However, I can say modestly that when I was in the second grade, I wrote my first original poem "The Story of Flowers" to commemorate a potted flower I knocked over. Although simple and naive, it laid the foundation for my present poetry creation. Through careful observation and reading a lot of poems, I have written many short poems, not only modern poems, but also a seven-character quatrain "Wing Chun": "The withered grass blooms and the willow falls, and the flowing water thaws the spring breeze. Bees and butterflies are playing in the flowers, and swallows are grazing on the water and enjoying the beautiful shadows. " Hee hee, not bad!
Thanks to my mother and teachers, making friends with poetry has benefited me a lot. Finally, only that cry can express my heart: "Poetry, my friend! I love you! "